why does she still stare?
the question goes through my mind
i walk past her left her far behind
i'm not going back she looks at me
as i act like i don't notice her, but i do
it's over between me and her so
why does she stare?
i wouldn't care if she'd say something
anything? no she just stares.
i go on living because i no life ain't fair
but she could do something instead just stare
i no i still care bout her its going to kill me soon
she was my sun, stars, sky, and moon
her eyes bore into my back as she stares
as i walk away.
so why does she still stare?
does anyone have an answer?
questions are eating my slowly
just like cancer killing my slowly
i feel so lonely even though she was
a 'B' she meant something to 'ME'
SO WHY DOES SHE STILL STARE?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
TIME & a good old cup of tea or java