Questions
As i gaze across the room..
I wonder..
What happens when you die?
What is the square root of infinity?
How were giraffes created?
Why am I so......Me?
I'm outgoing..
Caring..
Loving..
Yet the rumors still fly.
I'm fun..
Exotic..
Crazy..
Yet once again, rumors still fly.
What to do.
What to say.
How to feel.
Why me.
Why now..
Copyright © Michaela Dowdy | Year Posted 2009
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment