self-absorbed
there it is again.
that glint in the eyes.
the joyful singsong entry.
the unmistakable false happiness hidden behind uncertainty.
ahhhh... nothing like fakeness.
give it time.
three. six. twelve.
and the dream will crumble.
the laughter stops.
and nothing good will be said.
only hatred ahead.
who are you kidding?
we can see right through it.
you convince no one but yourself.
but even with that, you're a failure.
you know there's no winning this game.
well, there is, but you'll be in the losing end.
but you should be used to that.
you've been there before.
and i was there with you.
but then again, you can never be ready for rejection.
never.
its the same old song.
you've hummed it before.
you're almost at the crescendo.
there's only one way to go.
and when you reach the bottom, I promise
and you can count on it
I
won't
be
there.


posted by G. | 8/23/2004 01:34:00 PM --