It’s almost emptyIt was full in the beginning But **** happens And I didn't stop itI should have walked awaySaid somethingBut I didn'tSo now it’s running outWhat happens when it’s all gone?I guess I never thought of that beforeI just watched it, felt it, it ran through my minedI knew I shouldn't let it go onPeople say I have moreHow do I know "their" not just telling me what I want to here?So they continue assuming I am cluelessI know.But I don't stop it…