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Wondering Why
There are some days I wonder
what is it inside?
Inside the box of thunder
that grows within my mind.
My thoughts they get all jumbled
they crash and they collide.
As I sit and ponder
why exactly why?
And then I suddenly remember
why I sit and cry.
It's all because I've centered
all the feelings I have inside.
The ones about you and him,
about her, and it, and why.
And then it all starts falling
apart inside my mind.
Soon I am forgetting,
and the thoughts begin to subside.
But then I try and remember
what it was inside.
Ok, so I wanna be a teacher:
This is written VERY well. I love how the worlds flow. Such meaning, such deepness. Awesome poem. Simply awesome. And I'm serious too.
Love ya later,
Lilly