Posted in Writingson Dec 7, 2005
Like the man who knocks on the door
Frustration hits you to the floor
When you want something, oh, so bad
Frustration makes you kind of mad
Reach out your arms, try and take grip
Frustration sails your hopes away on a ship
Missed opportunities, fading away
Frustration takes them, forgotten today
One Comment
Jacob
December 7th, 2005 at 4:06 am
I just wanted to give a prize to Sara who found this blog entry and read it within just a couple minutes of posting it.