Writing on this white slate of insanity
Looking back and forth
Watching
For a curious eye
Wishing not to be published
Or read
Stop
Don�t go on
Pretend illiteracy
Can�t you see?
This is private
A poem for my thoughts
I can�t write how I feel
For you may judge
The unknown�
RING
A phone interrupts my thoughts
Train of thought gone
Shaken out
Maybe I�ll write in code
Think in code
Which no one can crack
It will be too complex
You�re back from wherever
I hate
The way you are so perfect
I know
It�s not your fault
Crap
It�s only 2:00
Why can�t time fly
I�m certainly not having fun
All aboard my train again
I�m frozen in this place
Of hate
So much of the sticky substance
Floating around
Like dust
Everywhere
Hard to keep away
I hate who I am
I hate you Everything about you
See what I mean?
Hate
I crank up my music
And daydream away
About how I could be
Wishing
I must have a wish
Per star
In the sky
I find myself starting to sing
Lovely words of�
Hate
