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Deserted Tears I Sit My Emptyness

 

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I don't know why things happen the way they do but I do know I will always be here for you. I try not do
judge with my eyes but I cant deny that there is foul play. I am fair and treat people good, to turn around
and hurt me I don't know why anyone would. a fragile and quiet person I am inside but a bold and open
person appears in your eyes. I can only be what I am and give a helping hand, I can only try but
sometimes I wonder why. is it worth it? worth it just to be a 'first aid kit' for 'friends'? or is it the way the
world works that I just don't understand? I try and wonder why but find no answer these feelings having
effects like cancer. taking over slowly, painfully and causing nothing but misery.. how this could happen
to such a person is a mystery. could it be that I deserve it? quiet and alone I feel so deserted.

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