This is one of the few I've written entirely on the computer.  I actually wrote this one in a bit of a down spell (big surprise there, huh?).  So here's the story.  I was reading some emails from CollegeClub.com (neat site), and it got me to thinking I need to write a poem to mail to these people, I'm feeling outdone (numerically, never qualitatively!).  So I was just hunting around, and I saw this picture of this most incredibly hot girl.  So naturally my first impulse was that, well, I'll never talk to her, she's just another hot girl out of my league.  On comes down spell.  So meanwhile I'm talking to one of my friends, and I start telling her about all that and attachment disorders and self-fulfilling prophecies and all that jazz, and I said you know, what the hell, we've only one life to live, and whatever I do, unless she totally falls in love with me (which won't happen so it's not even an option), I lose, so why not lose trying at least?  So anyhow, out of all that, I started thinking of myself as teetering between two equal undesirables, and thus teetering on the edge of my sanity.  And guess what happened?  The poem just sort of wrote itself.  I'm not so sure what it means though, other than there's alot of negativity in the world as a consequence of the actions we choose, and the response to the negativity is naturally hate that yearns to break free and destroy aimlessly but which isn't being let out.  And as for the title and the last couplet?  I don't know, I needed a title and I needed an ending, so I sort of made it a reply to the general line of questioning my friend was giving me.  Simple, right?  Sure.