Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Stink

I get all psyched and I just believe and believe and believe in myself.

And then as the day wears on, I wonder what exactly I just got myself into.

And I believe a little less for every moment of fading sunlight.

Until the next day, when it's bright.

Too bright.

Not only do I not believe, but it seems I just can't quite do anything at all.

I can't make my sound.

I can't find the song.

I can't.


Oh boy.

What exactly did I get myself into?

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