why do i indulge myself?
i should assure myself it's in excess
when it takes effect the sense is lost
...no direction to come from
and to know! things could have been different
quite content with going nowhere
progress is made in a process
i'm looking out
changes are to be made, carried out
abstract thought process! it's to be taken note of
i couldn't create this regularly
not regular, irregular
break my confidence
i write like shit
when i'm like this
i do admit