Over, huh?
Done?
Do I get to go back to sleep now or are you going to leave me here in the creating again?
I know the answer to that question, don’t mind me
It must be nice to finish something
Be done with it
Walk away
What great self control that must take for a person who wants to pick and prod and poke their own creations into
Well oblivion
Ever continuing
It’ll only know an end when I do
I assume
And lately I wondered what life I’m documenting?
I’m not exactly living
While I am
Congratulations to you
To another success completed
Here’s to you absolutely never fading away
Unless you want to
Maybe into a quiet retirement
Whatever
Here I am wanting to hear it and not wanting to hear it
What words have you lain to be consumed?
Sing it back
I’m singing
Fuck
There’s something to be said of people who are capable of finishing something
I don’t know what it is because I am not one of those people and thus didn’t finish the thought process
I’m sure it’s magnificent
It’s like I can’t even build you up too much you always
Aimed so much higher than I ever could
Tonight you go to bed triumphant
At least you’d better
I keep thinking I’m going to make a difference
But I barely shine in comparison to you
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