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Expectations

“I must say here that, frankly, i don’t see where Santa Cruz
  gets this reputation as this cool, open, enlightened place.
  My words regarding the general populace would be along the lines of
  Cruel, Aloof, Condescending. Especially the women....”
    ~ Darv Krizton’s blog (posted August 7, 2002)

How well I understand
The need to not let them know
How you feel
For once they know you’re down they
Kick you
Kick you
Kick you
Until you’ve forgotten
That you’ve gotten
What you expected

When you accept others
There’s a good chance they’ll accept you
The herd instinct rules
Who wants to be alone?
Strange though you may be
There are some stranger than you
And maybe just a scant few
Somewhere near your wavelength
You can find them
If only you can remember
That finding’s to be expected

But once you’ve forgotten...

Look at all these lovely women
Walking past
On the green
Through the mall
At the office
Along the sand
All indifferent
All uninterested
All unapproachable
All rejecting
Utterly out of reach
No none for me

How well I know
This notion I can
Never shake

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