9/6/08

Sad Poem


Sitting outside home under the rain
Looking up to the sky to feel of a single drop of the rain,
Wishing that the rain shall wash all my tears from my face;
share and take away all my pain.
Listening to the sound of the rain makes me more lonely.

Been hiding in chicken chair,
Been crying silently,
Been thinking why ohhh..oh.. why[?]
or I'm going crazy thinking about you


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2 comments:

Piseth_dv said...

what a sorrowful poem!

Kim said...

i think the girl in this poem trying to act as she is strong and confidence, and try to show it. (sitting outside homw... looking up to the sky...)However, doing so make her more lonely.