There was a time when
Satisfaction was guaranteed.
But now I have no idea where
I am or
What's ever going on.
I will never be
Good enough
for me.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
April 17th, 2oo9
Poem by bamboo boy at 11:10 PM
Labels: life, photography, poem, trees
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