tick tick tocks ,
as you play your darkened ops
and i ride waves like thrones
of sand castles on the tide of morn.

Awkwardly I appear
Out of nowhere to check in here
I know not why I do not come 'round
I apologize weakly, add it to the mound

You've been collecting it, maybe since birth
The mountain of accomplish-nots: my life
I so wish I could go out among the world as
The ideal of my potential for you to show
I am not very solid: i know.