A friend of mine said he really liked this and told me I should post it
so here you go:

WHY?!?


I lay here, thinking
I look up at the sky
Can’t help but ask why
I have these feelings deep inside
Why is it that I have to hide?
Why?!?
Why do I sit and cry?
I don’t know . . . please tell me why.
Thoughts run through my head
I know they can’t be read
So I’ll keep them there, even when I’m dead.
WHY?!?
Why do I do this to myself?
To put my feelings on a shelf?
Maybe someday . . . I’ll take them off.
And show someone.

I liked it! Have a great weekend

Nice

very good poem. I loved it.

Very Nice