Wonder Why
She's feeling like Atlas
The burden upon her,
And all she can do is Wonder Why.
He Stares out the Window
Regrets but says nothing,
And all he can do is Wonder Why.
Living through memories
Like clothes out of fashion.
Forgotten we hold our dreams
For inspection.
Then drop them embarrassed
Too long we have waited
Till they have just faded,
Till We have just faded,
All We can do is Wonder Why.
Copyright © Andrew Culjak | Year Posted 2019
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