the flea is biting at my ankle
again just like last year when i
didnt like her or even miss her in any way.
i wonder if this flea is related to the last
one who nibbled at me as those days pass
and the days grow longer, lighter and more
palatable to the less prone to depression and downness.
where the girl who i have mixed feelings for is in the world
makes me curious about the days and how to live them.
when constantly questioning, beligerantly almost and
making enemies of those who interepret the rules utterly
differently to the way i do and too lazy to seek the
answers to the boorish qusetions i ask of myself where then do i stand apart from in a limbo, a vacuum. i am an alumnis of the expectent. feeling owed, feeling entitled.
feeling dissapointed constantly because i cant help myself.