Slowly drifting
Fading fading
Sitting still with no rhyme or reason
Routine routine
Yes sir yes ma’am
Yes we’re very pleased
Well I’m not
But that doesn’t matter I suppose
Call me melancholy
Bringer of gloom and pessimism
Never shying from reality and realistic tendencies
Sitting sitting
Waiting
But for what?
May 13, 2012
May 13, 2012 at 1:58 PM UTC
Slowly drifting
Fading fading
Sitting still with no rhyme or reason
Routine routine
Yes sir yes ma’am
Yes we’re very pleased
Well I’m not
But that doesn’t matter I suppose
Call me melancholy
Bringer of gloom and pessimism
Never shying from reality and realistic tendencies
Sitting sitting
Waiting
But for what?
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