Saturday
Well this is awkward. You're there right across the table. So close.
But I don't seem to exist to you. You totally overlook me; I talk and somebody else answers. Either that or nobody answers.
Its like primary school all over again.
I'm being ignored by everybody again.
Its always me, me, me. I'm gonna stop this sort of thinking. But how do I change to you, you you when everybody looks on with disapproving eyes?
Saturday, August 18, 2007