I wonder why (fr. -97)

I canīt help it, the way I feel.
I like you for who you are.
I fall in love everytime I see you.
I wish it was us.
I wonder what you feel towards me.
I wonder why I feel ignored.
I wonder what I have don wrong.

Sometimes I wish it have been different.
Sometimes I wish you could tell me what is wrong with me.
Sometimes I wish you could accept me for who Iīm.
Sometimes I wish I could hold your hand.
Sometimes I wonder what went wrong.
Sometimes I wonder what you think of me.
Sometimes I wonder what it would have been if we never met.

It is a pleasure to have met you.
It is with a great happiness I feel when I see you.
It maybe could have been different, and we have known each other better.
It is with sorrow I feel when I see you and know that we donīt know each other so well.
It is with pride I say that you have a very extremly good and nice personality.
It is with pride I say you are a very wonderful person.
It isnīt wrong to care and be nice and say I like you?

What if you said you like me? Iīd been standing with open arms.
What could have been diferent?
What do you feel about me?
What if I feel we are connected and have many things in common?
What can be done to make me aceepted by you?
What if I say I could wait a life-time to hold your hand?

Why did it go wrong, I ask my self.
Why do I feel ignored, I ask my self.
Why canīt I know what is wrong.
Why canīt I be accepted as the person, like I did accept you when we met.
Why have this happened.
Why canīt you give me a chance, coz I canīt help what I feel.
Why must be so painfull to like a person.



Dedicated to Linda H in Leksands Gymnasium, class HR97b.

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