Walking Bye

I ask myself the question

What is wrong with me

Can't figure what it is or

Why it's never me they

Want when will my turn

Come about and when

Will justice see me why

All these stupid questions

They never help me you

Never notice me you

Never seem to see when

I'm walking by you never

Ever say hi i don't know

Nobody that i don't want

To know but i'd sure like

To know you and i'd like

To show you how the

Way i am and things that

Matter much to me how

I say i am i usually how

Those things don't seem