Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Is it you? Or you?
When you criticise someone, and realize you made the same mistakes, you can't help but sit back and smile.
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If I hear people whispering my name, and a bitter-sweet enmity emerges, I know I have done something right.
Then I smell fear. Someone's scared, afraid they are wrong. I smile, for I know they are right. But, shhh... I won't tell.
They most certainly have overanalyzed, yet they stare straight through. Oblivious to the obvious, and unwittingly feeling glad.
I know you are there, but why? There's no need for would-be heroes. The what-if and should-haves merely serve to waver the iron faith.
And I cannot help but feel angry, but mostly exasperated.It's like trying to hit a target with a ball on the opposite side of the wall. You can't see the target.
Then, how do I win?
I don't, but I smile.
At least I know you are thinking "Is it me?"
Gavin
pondered @ 21:40
