I see you every day
looking so forlorn
And I wonder if inside
you must be torn
I want to make you feel better
so I wave and say hi
But you just look away
and I have to wonder why
After class I dropped my books
you saw yet you kept on walking
And again I have to wonder
how long you'll continue sulking
I want to help you
but you won't tell me what's wrong
How long do I have to wonder
how long?
I saw you later
and there was a tear in your eye
I pushed and shoved to reach you
so I could ask you why
You turned to face me
and cried
But why?
This poem makes ME wonder. Who was it? Why were they crying? Was this literal? so many questions...