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This is the second of Three poems that I have written recently.
Why do you care so much?
I often wonder this
You have enough to worry about
without worrying about me
I love you, but don't worry so much
I try and be the best I can
Sometimes it works,
Sometimes it doesn't
I try not to disappoint,
I mean not to get you mad
You have to much to be mad about,
You don't need me to add more
I'll try my hardest
to be good
and who knows
I might be
-P.B. Hedwig
sidenote: For those who know me, this isn't about who you think it is.

Blackbird sing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly.All your life.
-john lennon and Paul McCartney

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The following comments are for "Caring"
by P.B. Hedwig

I can imagine you writing this with a smile on your face. It certainly made me smile - It's a lovely poem.
I thought the middle section was slightly weaker than the begining and end - it didn't flow so well in the middle - but overall it's pretty good.

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: November 20, 2002 )

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