An Itch that is Life

Life's an itch at times
At places, you can't reach...

You're juggling things
No free hands to itch.
You think about rubbing
Against a wall, a tree?
But hell, life itches..

You try talking sense
Your aspriations, your desires..
And just then,
Someone says something
To restart your itch again.

Damn, this itch is killing me.
I don't know where all to scratch!
May be I should just blot those out,
People and places that make me itch.

Wish life was that easy..
Scratch when it itches
But there's so many complications..
How and what to itch?
(And I don't even want to start about the where's :p)

It's that one decision,
That makes or breaks you.
So let me figure that itch,
And scratch till it fades away.