( I was cleaning out my room today.....boy it took ages..think i have given birth to new life forms...anyway found this poem i had written on a bit of scrap paper?? despite how it reads.. i don't think i am writing about any woman in particular, i think i was just playing with words and ideas..)
WHY DID SHE DO IT?
Why did she do it?
why did she do it to me?
Was i a game like monopoly?
Take a 'chance' on me
Don't pass go
Never let your feelings show!
Why did she do it?
Why did she do it to me?
Did she see a fool?
Took a ride on me a free for all
Why did she do it?
why did she do it to me?
Was her world so different from mine
That i was seen as the criminal without a crime?
Maybe i am just cursed
In this world of the perverse
Why did she do it?
why did she do it to me?
I guess you never meant that much?
Never meant to hurt with that touch
Why did you do it me?
were you scared or were you pushed?