Fallen-H

...what am I doing?

There are days when it is obvious that I am jealous The days I am complacent. Mornings that desire spasms, But nights are still lonely Hours when greed gets the best of me, Or any other emotion that does the same Moments consumed with guilt, Minutes filled with hate But only unto myself who is the fool Seconds of foolishness that only increases the anger, Not directed at others but myself. Who else can I vent my anger but unto myself I stand by idle while turmoil spreads, Yet do not know what to do and so feel helpless. I feel as though I take up space, That can be better used by someone else. Only I stay because friends a

sometimes i feel like the moment when someone comes in the department that our people in the room should say this all synchronized: "Assimilation into the Republic of Arden is inevitable. Resistance is futile, for we have shiny flashy engine of which you will never again be able to take your eyes off ever again" ...and that's why we hide our shiny new engine to attract as little attention as possible, and sneak attack-i mean-*respond* to an incident with bright orange stuff.