Jessie Car

Why? ? ?

As I sit and watch you destroy your life I wonder, why?
I don’t see what you see when you are flying high,
When you sit and tell me about what you did last night,
I search for the right,
I think until the dead of the night,
But when I find nothing right in what you did I sit and cry,
I cry for what you aren’t, and what I so long for you to be,
If things were different maybe you and I could be,
I wish that things were different,

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