I should be doing the Bio Post Lab

I push and pull, with force usually unrestrained.
I reach out to you, or at least try to.
I know it's in vain, but something in me doesn't want to quit.
It satisfies me, though quite quickly, to just graze a touch of you.
I force myself again,
This time will be different,
I'm sick and tired of nothing happening
I push harder,
harder, as if to break you,
I stop
because I'm tired and exhausted
but mostly because
for what I've done,
I find it harder to get close to you.

Damn that tissue paper getting stuck in the test tube. I hate Chem...now to do some Bio :D.


Ummmm....for the people who know me, this is a joke ah! Don't go thinking I'm depressed and shit :|