People Ask Me Why? ? ? Poem by breanna lobocchiaro

People Ask Me Why? ? ?



people ask me why?
have you ever met him, or do you look alike?
does he call you, or walk over to you?
what do you share in life? ? ?
people ask me why?
why you never come around,
or tell me where you have been?
Why you tell me silly little lies,
always breaking my heart in the end?
how i feel at night, when i wake up,
and your not there to comfort me?
the words you say, the way you speak,
your a whole different person talking to me.
but, what's the real you, the real thing, the actuality?
you beg, and plead,
why can't you tell me the truth?
you beg, and plead,
for me not to move on with out you,
to forgive, and give chances,
but yet still,
people ask me why?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Nice flow of questions, disclosing the agony of the poet, being pressed between two worlds: him and the society (or her conciousness) .I like this scenario, Breanna Joseph Josephides Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) Intern.Library of Poetry awarded

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C T Heart 26 September 2008

nice flow of words...thanks.

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