throwback thursday: inadequate

so i'm starting a new feature here agent orange records: throwback thursday, in which i will post either an old picture of me or something i wrote a long time ago or both. it is a little trip down memory lane.

the above picture of me was taken by my dad in the first house i lived in, on woodland avenue in waynesburg, pa. i think i was 11 in this picture, but i might have been 10. that is morning sun warming the right side of my face.

and here's a little "poem" (i use the term very loosely) that i found that i wrote in april of 1995, 13 years ago.

inadequate
i am the parasite
that i thought you couldn't stand
and would have left, had you the chance

i am the fool
that i thought embarassed you
when he did his foolish dance

i am the leech
that you felt attacked you
and drained your life at a steady pace

i am the monster
that i thought made you squirm
at the sight of his frightful face

i paint the pictures
that i thought you ripped up
without a care

i write the poems
that i thought you laughed at
when he tried to share

i am the prisoner
who thought he stood on trial
before an ashamed judge

i am the sun
that thought he couldn't shine
because the clouds never budge

i am the blanket
that i thought suffocated you
and filled you with pain

i am the lover
who thought his love was spited
and spent in vain

i am the no one
that you convinced is someone
with your lovely song

i am the loved one
who thought he was inadequate
but was wrong