Completion of a destination

January 4, 2008
Completion of a destination,
underlying with frustration.

Will i ever succomb?
Or will i be undone?

Humility driving me.
Love confiding in a simple bee.

I flutter toward the question.
I learned how to do this through a simple lesson.

But it never seems enough,
I never thought it would be rough.

I submit to the rules.
But I come out a fool.

Why not are these people pleased?
I wish I was that bee.

No publication.
Even though my words have been used in celebration.

Fabricated lies.
I want to be eaten by the flies.

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