5 June 2008
It's silly really having to listen everyday. And agree to bombastic questions without meaning only with means to foil me. I'm in my own and with my own but interruption proceeds. Calling out that I'm full of ignorance and stating what is needed to do. Or what needs not be done. Grazing in such places or amazing too much. I don't know it all or it's just that no one cares. And if I can stop doing that because people are starting to stare. It's silly, absolutely, to wake up to a mouth. Lips so persistent and a voice box so loud. But volume doesn't matter, it's who the talk is registered to. And frankly, I'm quite tired of listening to, who? It wasn't rhetorical nor was it ornate. Who else is it that you've, over time, used for assistance? Help with expressing your yelps that builds up from your life. I bet you want to release your strife when you set your eyes on conduct that cuts you like a knife. I'm stepping on that rapper, I should have thrown it out. I'm staring at that spill, I should have wiped it down. I'm living in this filth, I shouldn't live around. I wouldn't be comfortable with ridiculous rants and constant commentary equivalent to collecting ants. And now, I must deliver answers that prove I am incorrect while everything that's done is just not acceptable.
