Rantings and ravings. Just think of it as Sunday afternoon with the in-laws, or the eccentric grandmother. Good times had by all. Except me..because I always seem upset in my blog posts..hm.

Saturday, April 30, 2005

::sigh::. if he isn't hiding in the woods, he's hiding in the water.

nothing can calm the unrest she suffers; how difficult it is to keep sane; when the boy is more of a wuss than she is; is this for the sake of him, the price she pays?; lying is an issue but cowardice is his virtue; hiding behind his comrades camouflaged by a word, world's apart for them both.
where he hides, she can't see; no time, keep him busy; frustrated wondering and alone she toils; everything will be right once her obligation has expired; how has the focus and the blame been shifted?; who is really the soul in hiding?; left in that other world to wait she thinks; what priorities has he and why is he incapable?; dare he fear an innocent? half his size?
two-fold his will.

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