Thursday, June 5, 2008

Gathering courage can be like ladelling porridge
Its almost ready to pour, but falls flat on the floor
A ghost from the future came and visited me
He told me not to throw my life away
"A life of regret can be hard to forget."
Hidden feelings block the cask of my emotions
Jealousy forms oceans
Of personal aptitude
You don't mean to be rude
But it's not working