Just Because
The following was written by a classmate, "Shadow Maker" for Issac "Pocket " a couple of months after he died. It can be found at ""
I lean forward
In my chair; wondering.
Will I ever get
The courage to
Talk to you?
With your hair
In those 4 big spikes,
And the piercings,
And those baggy clothes.
What if my friends
Don't approve of you?
Now I sit back in my chair
Regretting I never talked to you.
Didn't take a chance
To get to know you better.
I'd do it now,
But it's too late.
You've gone to a better place.
Just because I didn't
Think my friends
Would approve of you,
I didn't take a chance
And now I regret it.
If you would come back,
Even for 5 seconds,
I'd tell you
Just how I feel.
But it's way too late for that.
Just because I didn't
Think my friends
Would approve of you.
I didn't take a chance
On the wild side
To get to know you.
Maybe you're not as bad
As people perceive
You to be.
But now I'll never know
Just because I didn't
Think my friends
Would approve of you . . .
I lean forward
In my chair; wondering.
Will I ever get
The courage to
Talk to you?
With your hair
In those 4 big spikes,
And the piercings,
And those baggy clothes.
What if my friends
Don't approve of you?
Now I sit back in my chair
Regretting I never talked to you.
Didn't take a chance
To get to know you better.
I'd do it now,
But it's too late.
You've gone to a better place.
Just because I didn't
Think my friends
Would approve of you,
I didn't take a chance
And now I regret it.
If you would come back,
Even for 5 seconds,
I'd tell you
Just how I feel.
But it's way too late for that.
Just because I didn't
Think my friends
Would approve of you.
I didn't take a chance
On the wild side
To get to know you.
Maybe you're not as bad
As people perceive
You to be.
But now I'll never know
Just because I didn't
Think my friends
Would approve of you . . .