Frustration
I look at the words
I look at the page
I look at the book
Frustration bubbles up
I can’t put anything down
It flies around in my mind
Buzzing, like an angry bee
Around and around in circles
I feel like throwing it in
Like giving it up
And running away
Far away
Where nobody will find me
Tears prick my eyes
And I refuse to let them fall
I feel like a rebellious child
With bottom lip sticking out
And a mutinous expression on my face
I find other things to do
Anything but what I need to be doing
Frustration
Anger
Mutinous rebellion
Rejection of everything I should be doing
I don’t want to
I just don’t want to do it
And my mind plays games with me
Hating everything, depressed, upset
Feeling alone, forgotten in my frustration
Hating life right now, wanting more
Sinking into a quicksand of need not realised
Kazza
