Contemplation
9-22-05

Why waste your time with me?
I am not worthy of love
You took my hand, my life, my heart
But why have you chosen to keep it?

There is no beauty in me
No gain for being seen at my side
I am not always happy, or humble
So very depressed and alone

You asked for forever, I agreed
But why? What is the point?
I am nothing of great importance
Nothing of a second glance

Why do you waste your life?
Do you expect a change in me?
To feel as though you're in control
To seem like my angel, my guardian?

You express love divine
That 'no one means more than I'
But I don't understand. Why me?
I'm not even worth the words I write