Monday, July 23, 2007

Why is it?

Why is it I am always shy,
When meeting people,
I don’t know,
I never say anything
Just stare into space
But when I listen,
I hear,
“Are you ok?”

Why is it I can never be late
Just be early
Stick up for myself,
You know,
Fight?

Why can’t I ever win?

2 comments:

brianne said...

I love this poem! Its my favorite

Maddie said...

this is good!!!!!!!