Its like a tiger in a cage,
with meat just out of reach of its claws.
Its like a traveler of a hundred miles on foot,
realizing it was the wrong way.
Its like writing the best novel of your life,
and it was the only rough draft when the house burnt down.
Its like calling somebody you've really missed,
and while its ringing you run out of minutes.
Its like being in charge of a huge meal,
and it all burns, and you have to order in.
Its like your screaming your feelings to someone,
and they werent even paying attention.
Its like painting a masterpiece,
and then paint thinner spills on it.
Its like...