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She Sits

by Shayla R Cakes

In her bedroom she sits by every possible means of communication she has
Waiting.

Someone to call. Someone to text. Someone to IM.

Waiting for that simple reach of human interaction.
Interpersonal relations gone faulty
As it takes two to have relations.

No one calls.
No one invites her out.
No one e-mails.

And they wonder why she doesn't call them either.

 

 

Or that's what they say.

07/13/2003

Posted on 07/14/2003
Copyright © 2024 Shayla R Cakes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Amanda L Marron on 08/28/03 at 06:02 PM

i do that too. then when you are out wit someone thats when everyone decides to call you.

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