Wonder

I see you every day

looking so forlorn

And I wonder if inside

you must be torn

I want to make you feel better

so I wave and say hi

But you just look away

and I have to wonder why



After class I dropped my books

you saw yet you kept on walking

And again I have to wonder

how long you'll continue sulking



I want to help you

but you won't tell me what's wrong

How long do I have to wonder

how long?



I saw you later

and there was a tear in your eye

I pushed and shoved to reach you

so I could ask you why



You turned to face me

and cried



But why?

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William A Rivers's picture

This poem makes ME wonder. Who was it? Why were they crying? Was this literal? so many questions...