Tuesday, September 29, 2009

constant judgement

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Constant judgment

I know what my problem is
I feel I am useless
I know what my problem is
I hate his voice
When he laughs it pinches my ears
I know what my problem is
I don’t care
I know my problem is my open hair
Yes that’s it
That is my problem
My problem is that I can’t take it anymore
It’s to do with me, not being able to do
It’s with my incapability
It’s where my wisdom and interests clash
My problem is that I hate his voice
I want business every moment
My problem is the music I hear
The beats, the words
My problem is the world
The people it’s filled with
My problem is that I want to blame
My problem is I want to own all mistakes
My problem is that nobody is as selfish as me
His emptiness is my problem
My tears are
My hand is
My eyes are
I am my problem
My problem is his voice
He is my problem
My problem is I don’t know what I want
My problem is I know what I don’t
I know my problem is my open hair
My ugly face
My trim nails
His shaking legs
My problem is I am not fit to live with anyone else
My problem is this constant judgment
I know my problem is this constant judgment

Shringi
27 jan 2009

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