Weeping Whatevers
Weeping Whatevers
Weeping whatever's and wondering why's
why do all questions seem to wear a disguise?
And why is it their answers are fabricated lies,
so many early goodbyes, not hard enough of tries.
As the world turns, the soap opera never dies,
needing a reply, but somehow I'll get by.
Lost in this cloud in a neverending sky,
still weeping about whatever and still wondering why...
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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