December 7
Why do you look at me with those eyes?
They scare me!
Yet I want you to look my way again...
When you laugh and smile at me for no reason
I get frustrated
Yet I want to hear that happy sound and see that soft smile one more time...
When you walk away
I want to reach out my hand
And shout, "Don't go!"
But in the end
What I really say is,
"Go and come back safely..."
I'm sorry that I'm weak
If I'm not strong enough
May I be forgiven?
God, this poem's crap... I feel like crap! I'm so tired... Better have a nap... Yes... That'll do.