Sunday, August 16, 2009

Because I am not a dog...

I will wake up each day...
...and then wonder how to make it meaningful.

I will fight for my bread...
...and then not have time to eat it.

I will love someone...
...when I want and as I want.

And expect to be loved back...
...when I want and as I want.

I will bite someone...
...but never in their presence.

I will guard my territory...
...though never really define it.

I will really want someone to hug me...
...but not go over and ask fot it.