ON AND ON
writing, scribbling, droning on and on.
nothing said, no conflict won.
just a continuation, of the nothing i am saying.
on and on,
moaning on and on,
burdened, this struggle has me troubled.
cars smashed, just dust off and laugh.
no cash, no worries
it’s all on credit no hurry.
- me to all my friends: YOU CAN DO IT. YOU MAKE YOUR OWN LIFE. LET'S DO THIS TOGETHER. COME ON!!!
- me to myself: you fucking piece of shit you will amount to nothing nothing is worth it your feelings are irrational go sleep for 22 hours