Sometimes
Sometimes,
Things seem to be fine,
But sometimes,
I feel left behind.
My love shows,
And sometimes it hurts,
That you can't seem to say the words.
Whatever I do, I think of you,
Like how much I mean to you.
I know its not much,
But I can't help the way you feel.
Voices not heard,
Feelings not seen,
I try to figure out
What this all means.
I'm having trouble, you see
To me, it's all a mystery.
Things have changed,
In your heart.
I was just wondering,
Which part?
I am a person,
Who deserves to know,
What makes you think I am so.....
Megan Braun'96
<a.k.a.: spk>
March 12, 1996
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