Friday, June 10, 2005

Writing songs I can't believe with words that tear and strain to rhyme.

It aggravates me beyond belief that I am still being controlled. That I am still allowing him to decide how I feel, still letting his neglect and pedantic pace rattle me. Why did I answer at all? Why not let HIM wonder and worry? (But would he...?)

I am fed up with this.

I have got to stop letting him have this kind of power.

Perhaps my banishment will serve me well in the end.

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