Chance Optimism and Changed Circumstance

I’ve never had to let go with unclear terms

This false hope evaporates uncontrollably

Through endless circling worries

And bitter jealous bends

I cannot stand it sitting here asking myself

This anymore all the time flux

Have your space around town new friends

Live it up out loud because I’m not there

Different parties



I have more than just the same old

What are we doubting ourselves for

Awkward crying peck tilted heads

Distant hands missed compliments spent

Stress building anxious anger depression


~ by garcialoca on February 13, 2008.

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