was smarter,
was skinnier;
If I was less shy,
less clumsy,
less of a spaz;
If I knew what to say,
what to do,
what to be;
If I had enough money,
enough time,
enough sleep;
If I didn't ache,
in my heart,
in every muscle;
Maybe then
I wouldn't
cry myself to sleep.
3 comments:
Wow, that is a sad poem. I am crying now. I would give you a hug if you were not so far away.
Oh, poor Jeanie. :*( Spring is just around the corner... maybe it will bring better experiences, better people, and better poems.
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