what to say...

it's sunday morn,
and i do not know where to go
it's a morning after a fight
and i'm still mad
it's the day after some major thinking
and i still don't know what to do
it's nine hours after a riddle was told to me
and i still haven't figured it out



1] i'm losing you, i'm losing us, you're so confused about trivial stuff; learn to grow up sir.

2] how dare you say that, and not explain! i cannot ask more, or else feel doomed to thy persecution. oh how dare love by thy torment!

3]mysteries are said; and days are numbered... why and if and how and no.

4] there is no words, for anything else i have to say.