Written August 2nd, 2007.

Some people are never happy no matter what you do or how hard you try…

A poem of that feeling of oppression where there seems to be a dark cloud hovering over you.

Poem.

Sometimes we are bored to the limit of doing nothing.

You don’t always see eye to eye with aparticular person.

You can’t always see eye to eye with another person.

Another poem of the frustrated artist, and the evolution of writing.

What do you do when you feel frustrated.

How to keep ones temper.