Iver tried to say it dosent hurt no more
And all i feel is joy and love or laughter
So i keept drinking even more
Not caring for the morning after.  

I've tried to think that i could sing
And i would be the biggest in the world
But truth be told i cannot sing
I'm musicless and gray and old

So then ive tried to paint a picture
And i believed that ive invented a new style
Unfortunately it was just a sad picture
Of lonely water colors, forever in denial

Borred, then I had a go at politics,  religion, math and history
Relentless in my search for my next fix
To love without chemistry

And in the end ive started writing nonsense
Thinking somehow ive stolen Shakespeare's muse,
But yet again my false pretences
Have left me mumbling confused.

I stopped trying to be so many things
And i start drinking mostly water
Waiting to see what future brings
When you do care about the morning after.

For all those that I've failed : forgive me
I will try harder from now on
I'll throw my ego in the black sea
Attached to a horizon at the dawn.

Then I will sail away ,keep seeking for the ocean,
Cutting through waves of madness and illusory dreams
Looking for a new story, a different new emotion
With intricate screen savers and neverending themes.  

Written by an AI