Unanswered
By atia
One would think the lack of answers Is because I look too hard. But perhaps my fault is to look away Instead of at me, in me... I feel like I am breaking out of a shell. I had a vision of me Caught in a coccoon But my head's sticking out. (It's funny because it makes me feel like a tortoise) Maybe I don't want to stand For all the things patience stands for Maybe I want to scream and wail And find stuff without searching Or using too much of me, Like being plain lazy. Who are you to accuse me of insanity Because of all my questions? They aren't ludicrous, Just futile - A trap that's caught in me, A bubble that's trying to break in me, While I follow suit. You'd think I walk a different path But I wait for the one corner Where something jumps out at me. Still I am not wary. Naivety seems to be a sin. There's no more waiting to cave in..seems like all the frustrations are letting loose... should be refreshing ;) Written March 21st, 2002 © on Mar 21 2002 09:35 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"One would think the lack of answers..."