compete with myself

Published on March 31, 2005 By propagandhi In Philosophy

memories of a moment in time when I had to compete with myself
the FOB the muscular Indian bringing the hot Danish Guy to the Social and kind of avoiding me
so I can latch on to those moments and realize that I'm not the shizzle or I can choose to forget them
he was cute man, but he scored better than me.
what a fucker
and his man was from a country where he could sponsor him.
okay i was beat,one of these days I was beat.

so i start in a downward spiral where I can only stop it.
and it somehow takes away from my happiness now
which is wierd

a minute ago my emotions where focused on how much I love the man I just scored
how he makes me happy
and how making him happy is good for me.
but now all that sunshine is hidden
nothing for me to spare.

this roller coaster

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