Who Knows?
Here I am,
crying my life away.
I can’t believe it is true —
traveling through spirits,
thinking of you.
What is going on?
Whose idea was this?
I am surprised we are not gone.
Looking at you,
looking at me —
what can I do
if I can never really see?
James Garratt – Monday 6th March 1995
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More poems from 1995 here
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More about this blog, The Boy Behind the Glasses, here
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/2020/01/08/the-boy-behind-the-glasses-an-introduction/
More poems from 1995 here
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poems-and-writing-1995/
Who Knows? – Written March 1995 (Aged 20)
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