It
By: Kenneth Cabrieto
     It can follow you
     Wherever you go.
     It'll be right in front of you
     And you won't even know.
     It's crazy,
     'Cause it can be
     An extension of me
     But at the same time
     I can be an extension of it.

     True,
     I thought I stopped it long ago
     But since it's still coming my way
     I know it's doing you the same
     Can't point any fingers
     There's no one you can blame
     Some things in life
     Just refuse to go away.

     It can be symbolic and
     It can be a beast
     Or it can be a pest.
     It is what it is
     To you,
     Me,
     To whoever gets in the way.
     It is what it is
     And it does what it wants
     It's here
     And it's here to stay.

     -November 25th, 2002