What's going on?
I admit to being sorry for my quietness,
but really?
Such confusion as this cannot be taken lightly.
It's obvious that you want to be left alone.
Okay, so I won't bother you.
But really?
You can just tell me when you don't want to talk.
Please don't think I'm mad at you,
though it's hard to tell if you'd care either way.
Until further notice,
you're the most important.
I can forget about myself.
The true story really was true.
It was one of endless compassion.
But of course, that's just the kind of human I am.
I follow others.
It's sometimes odd what pleases me.
But this isn't about me.
It's not about anyone really,
and it doesn't bother me all that much.
So see you tomorrow, I guess.
~12/02/09
Amy Bohon
Craving an Answer, or at Least, Some Evidence.
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