you you and you

i see your immensely futile attempts at clawing at something quite vacuous.

i see the imbalance of it all.

i see the un-necessaty of it all.

i see you fall, and fall very very flat i cannot bear to watch.

i see the deep-seeded crazy yearning for a slice of life

i see you trying to climb out of an infinite fissure implanted deep into the earth.

i see you squirming in your own pool of sludge, and squirming some more.

i see you so clearly, but at a distance.

maybe i prefer it that way.

maybe i can but i dont want to.

so, stop knocking.

no, i am not talking about you.

maybe i ll just spend a quality alone-time xmas.

xmas don't mean a thing to me anw.

but for those of you for which it does, i hope the presents are gold;)

cheers~