11/16/01

I begged you to love me
I’m sorry 
I begged you to give me the world
And include me in yours
But I was wrong
I’m sorry 
I looked among the piles of broken hearts 
I finally found what I was looking for
I’m sorry 
And yet I still ask of you the world at my fingertips
What will I do with myself?
What has become of me?
What have I become?
Or what has kept me from becoming?
Love? Passion?
Still lost in this mystery
I can’t let go
I’m sorry 
My childhood holds my secrets
And time hold my passion, locked somewhere
Past, present, future? 

Silliness
What was I thinking? 
Forgive me, 
As I sit in this corner, 
I will take my bottle and be faded...from you