I am sitting outside
Looking at the trees
Not an acid
But seeing things
Thinking of objects that fulfil my mind
Thinking of all the times that I cried
Thinking of what I might have done to make you mad
Becasue I dont't know why I am oh so sad
I hope that I don't lose you
Becasue I cherish everything that we do
Maybe if I went to bed it would all go away
But if I went to bed
Would you be there when i woke up?
Is this all a dream?
Is this too much to read?
Will you still be here in the morning?
That is what I am thinking about
Sitting outside!!
A contest entry
- Random Thoughts by Random Thoughts.
1000 points, ended September 23, 2007, 30 entries
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Comments
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The pain and torment of self questioning!! A great write from the heart drenched in sadness and doubt,
Thanks for your wonderful entry and good luck to you in this contest,
-Brenden -
I like this poem because I too think like that when i'm outside. Great poem!
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