An old poem

Screw it. This isn't a good poem or a funny poem but I thought I'd share it with you anyway because otherwise its just going to get forgotten on my hard drive and I need to remember.

I wrote this earlier in the year when I was in a low mood:

Friendly fire

Concealed among letters,
I fake confidence.
The youth I waste,
Could be better spent.

Close to the rim,
I justify myself.
Stronger affirmations,
Lead to no actions.

I’m not happy,
Until I push myself.
Always push too far,
Never reach the start.

: 22 Feb 2005 20:59 |  Comments (3) |  Report a problem