a pathetic spectacle drenched in forget with a hint of child like innocence

never could one fault youth for feigning ignorance right?

oh but how hard it must be...torn between such polar opposites

never could a man know the difficulties of a blossoming rose pushing up to gain the favor of sunshine

what a dreary existence I lead shadowed forever by a complete lack of understanding

why ask so much, I hear through the garden.

why care so much, I scream in response.

oh so tainted are my thoughts, oh so ridiculous my requests.

silly me

I must want so much

so much time I require.