Why?A Poem by Shadow of DeathWhy? Why does he make such an effort? I'm useless. Why does he talk to me so much? Everyone else is terrified of me. Why does he want to know what's on my mind? No one else does. Why does he try so hard to be a good friend? My only friend in this God damned place. I'm not that interesting, Am I? No. Of course not. I'm antisocial. That's all. I hate people. But still, he tries... Why? Why can't be like everyone else And leave me alone? He would if I asked him to. But why not, otherwise? Why does he try so hard? But why do I have to be so difficult? Why do I have to make him try? Why can't I be a little more talkative? Why can't I be a little more open? A little less scared? A little more social? Outgoing? Why do I have to be the quiet one? The wallflower? The raging storm of emotions inside? Different? Why does he want to know me?
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