When did you become a daily part of my life?

I wish I could erase you.
Lock you in a box and disregard the key, toss it in the trash.
Avoid you on the street, like an ex partner or an old pal.
I wish I could throw away your body, lock it in a car and drive it off a ledge.

I wish you wouldn't be a daily occurrence anymore.
It's not fair to me.
Or anyone else that has to deal with you.

If only they made erasers big enough for you.