consist of being annoyed by the short comings of the one.
the one may be an illusion.
that i have created to lose focus of the lost one.
or more importantly, the cause of loss, the short comings that caused the loss...
of myself.
i continually lose the identity of i, day by day.
all while attempting to gain it back.
some how i find myself finding ways to dilute my visions of the past.
and to focus on the delusional aspect that i call agnes.
a hope, a wish, an illusion.
from years past.