I feel like I should do something important
to achieve some important result
to feel like I had done something worthwhile
rather that sitting here with nothing
but a bookmark a few hundred pages in
and a screen littered with metawritten words that don't rhyme
put in some sequence to represent
the flowing of my thoughts
some uneven syllable arrangement
I want structure like a new London building
where the glass is black and unresponsive to the onlooker
but from inside
from inside the world is clear and unbroken
apart from the seams where the glass meets
apart from those small strips of darkness
because why merely wish for perfection?

Gave it my all another part of me died
Block it out but it starts to leak through
The ones you dislike cross your path
The ppl you around are never there
When you do good no one notices
You make mistakes everyone points out the flaw
The lazy get handed what the hard working deserve more