Hey,
This is ...uh... me
Please excuse the mess

The brittle pieces
Littering the floor ...
I meant to sweep that up

Tried to, really
But couldn't. Failed to.
So there they are...

So there I am.

Puzzling isn't it?
Yeah, I know.
It's hard to understand
How everything fits in.

But it does.
You won't believe it -
I surely didn't.
It's too hard to accept

You don't have to though.
Blame... blame the wind,
The moon,
The stars.

Blame me.

Then turn and walk away.
It's okay...

You don't have to live with it
... with me.

04/01/2009