Expected

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how can I crave

something that

I don’t want

how can I need

what I dont

I don’t need this

I can breathe

without this

I can live

I can live so well

with out it.

my life doesn’t feel

empty and

nothing feels wrong

but some how

it’s just expected

of me

it’s expected and

do I?

do I want crave

need this?

can I not breathe

without it?

I can’t tell anymore

or could I ever

could I ever really tell

what I wanted

I’ll never

ever know maybe.

2 Comments

  1. Posted February 11, 2005 at 12:15 am | Permalink

    Interesting….. very interesting.

  2. Posted February 14, 2005 at 12:02 am | Permalink

    But what does it MEAN?