It’s not always a happy ending
I’ve filled my life with many a digital pet
Hoping that something needing me will keep me going
But I was also drunk from noon until 7 last night
It’s so hard to keep going
When there’s no goal
There’s nothing needing me
You can’t really expect me to believe my own madness
I play with it, but in the end it’s not like anything has ever really proven them
I’m sure uncanny moments can be explained away
If I don’t play with my own madness I’m alone
Abjectly so
It comes on like affection
And fades away with despair
Wanting to send it to your heart
That never once listened for me
I wish I could undo all the effort
Trying to drown the words just makes the day hard to face
How am I to continue with nothing to go to?
Give me something?
Just a little
Just a little
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