Whether You See Me or Not

In vain does one wait for an invitation from the other guests.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

The anger wells from an unrecognized source. Depths of myself I have not explored... did not know existed.
It's the only thing I can call my own. Everything else is a sop to everyone around me.

posted by Anonymous at 5:33 AM

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