Thursday, July 19, 2007

Why is it?

Brianne 7-18-07

Why is it I am always shy,
When meeting people,
I don’t know,
I never say anything
Just stare into space
But when I listen,
I hear,
“Are you ok?”


Why is it I can never be late
Just be early
Stick up for myself,
You know,
Fight?


Why can’t I ever win?

2 comments:

Maddie said...

amazing poem! So real, and do I know u? haha jk jk. gret tho

Mackenzie said...

Great poem. i see you changed it. I liked the other one bettter