Why do you do these things? <br />Why do you act like that? <br />Are you sick of me? <br />Tell me a true fact. <br />Why do I feel this way? <br />What is it you do to me? <br />Please tell me the truth, <br />Or I'll have to set you free. <br />Why did you change <br />to the person you are? <br />You now seem to be <br />way too far. <br />I miss who you were <br />The person you used to be <br />That person <br />actually cared about me. <br />Why are things <br />Different now? <br />You've changed a lot <br />I want to know how <br />You can act like this <br />after all we've been through <br />I'm really missing <br />The old you. <br />So please change back, <br />For my sake and yours <br />I'm afraid you'll forget <br />about me all together. <br /> <br />This is the first poem I wrote that ever got published. It was written late 2004.<br /><br />Shelley Caines<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-113/
