From Apartment Ten
poems,writings,photos and thoughts of a middle age man.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Always afraid.
Gutless.
Expecting the worst.
Thinking of everything that could possibly go wrong.
That's no way to do it.
Thta's a stupid way to go about it.
Having coffee
Watching the people go by.
But I don't see them.
Only the thoughts of
me breaking down.
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