I think I have a guess as to why I wrote this...it was in November of 2002, which is around a time when I was going through a break up...
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Look and laugh
You're good at it
Feel better yet?
You should.
Because now you're 10 feet tall
Talk all you want.
I know your motives.
You think you know me.
You know nothing.
The chaos surrounds you.
And you're oblivious.
The waves creeping up behind you.
Lapping at your feet.
And you are blind.
Wrapped in your glee.
Tasting your victory.
Over what?
Pointing out my inadequacies?
The sand disintegrating beneath you
As the waves wash over.
Sweeping you into nothingness.
I remain standing
Strong and safe.
While you grasp at nothing.
I am steadfast.
Rested and safe.
The rock beneath me you relish.
The branches above me, keeping me dry.
You loathe me.
The sun on my face.
You hate all of it.
Becoming aware of your inadequacies
....slipping away....
Into your own chaos.
I enjoy the warmth.
Peaceful in my own element.
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