I have a confession to make,
I've felt like crap this last week.
Like all of my gumption is gone,
like a selfish little child.
I woke up this morning to realize
these things, and I accepted my
own apology. It wasn't even that
hard to do.
It's easy to lose course,
to get bowled over by
our own discourse.
I need to learn how to take my own
pulse, and drop the overwhelm'd nature
that pulses out in random droplets.
This is a realization,
this is another day.
This is me getting to sleep early
and waking up on time.
This is to me saving my cash,
and covering my own ass.
This is me giving you all of my love,
this is me wanting more.
I'm contented, but not obtained.
I want more.
