A Lost Gal Poem by richa soni

I still wonder,
how did i let her go,
a sweet childish gal,
she's gone,
i feel so low..

I was holding her hand,
holded so tightly,
that it meltd away..

I still wonder,
how did i let her cry,
a sweet lovely face,
she cried,
evn the tears hav gone dry..

Jus becoz 'they' said,
she's bad,
she's bad,

i still wonder,
how did i let them convince me,
a sweet childish gal,
she's lost


Will she evr come back?