"NO WONDER",
I think to my self more and more each day. But, still I don't under stand why.
AS, I sit under this amazing tree, I think to myself an whole book of answers.
But, still I can’t find one good enough to my dawning Question (Why?).
As, dayz go pass I see the kids my age as happy as the next, but still no one like me.
I thought I could befriend some one who feels the same pain as me.
But, it seems they’re all above me.
I’ve Grown Sincere to my self and in pain more and more each day.
As, I sit under the Detroit sky I still think to myself,
There is no one like me.
And Still the question Why and the words “NoWonder”
Still Dawns on me!