Friday, March 27, 2009

0 to 79, to 83,

Christams Eve in a field.
In the shower.
On a pool table.

Only two years away.
Is that what I'm supposed to be?
How I'm supposed to act?

I don't understand,
How do they not feel dirty or unclean?
Was it love or even affection?
Or was is just lust?

I cannot understand their desicions.
Why would you do that?
Act that way?

Passing others around as though they were toys?
Shouldn't you at least be able to remember who they were?
Names?
Faces?

Is this the norm?
Are you all like this?
How am I supposed to feel comfortable with this?

If this is how I'm supposed to be then I refuse.
I don't know how to start,
but I'll wait a little longer.

I refuse to behave like I don't care.
I saw your face,
you were embarrassed, and I don't want that.
I don't want to feel that regret.

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