Sometimes I Wonder
Hey there! This post was written in 2008, so it may contain information that is no longer accurate or thoughts that no longer reflect how I feel. As human beings, we're constantly learning and bettering ourselves through experiences and interactions with the world and each other.
I keep posts like this around for historical purposes and to prevent link rot, so please keep this in mind as you're reading.
I wonder what she sees in me
Something that I still can't see
A bright and charming, somewhat shy,
Introverted kind of guy?
I wonder why she always prays
For bright and sunny summer days
When all I want is cold and rain
A winter, bleak, and full of pain
I wonder why she always dreams
Of what this thing we call "life" means
To me it's just the way things are
I never cared to think that far
I wonder why she holds me tight
On every day and every night
Even though I hold her back,
I must admit my grip is slack
I wonder if she knows inside
About the things I try to hide
All the thoughts, the way I feel
And all the scars that will never heal
I wonder if she'd hate me for
All the things I've done before
And even if she did forgive,
Is that a life that I could live?
I wonder if this could be real
Her smile, her love, the way I feel
Or maybe things aren't what they seem
And this is just another dream