| I wonder if they hated me What was going through their mind? I wonder if they loved me What was inspiring their sign? I wonder if they felt me Like goosebumps through the skin? I wonder if they watched me For that they can remember when I wonder if they booed me Like a loser no one knew I wonder if they cheered for me Like a youngster that had grew I wonder if they cared for me Crashing down flat on my back... I wonder if they followed me Ever since the last attack... I wonder if they were lying When they said, "You suck!" I wonder if they were crying When I was unable to duck... I wonder if they will be my fans Until I have to fold I wonder if they will remember Jeff Hardy! As he grows old |
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| 'The Fans' is a poem that I appreciate as a fan myself... Jeff opens a little window to see him at the same time he sees us. Wonders about us while we wonder about him. It's really an amazing poem. |
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