creative realization

Sometimes you hate what you have to do
get ready
and go
and be there
and stay
and wait
while admiring views
and the view
of people saying what they think,
or pretending to

why can't this be easy?
why can't it be wonderful
like it sometimes is?
and you go hoping this
will be one of those times,
which it never is,
since you've been mine

And sometimes you think
what we have to do
to get through,
whether lie
or quit
or screw
will be fine