I know I can sulk,
as much as
I want to
as much as
I can.
So I do.
Nothing changes
It's the same pretty mistake I do,
Intentionally, foolishly.
I might wait a different outcome,
I might not think at all.
Over and over.
So I do.
Nothing changes
I know I can scream,
as helpless as
I want to
as helpless as
I can
as helpless as I am
So I don't.
Nothing changes.
It's always the same outcome
that life serves me with a grin.