It's absolutely crushing
The weight of this boulder
It grinds me down
To a gritless powder
Like an old grain mill
Down by the creek
past that yonder hill
Is this even worth it
Is this the way Cohen would say it?
Cohen was great
And there have been others
Worth reading until late
When the eyes strain
And blood bursts the vein
But is this that?
Or am I just average
Only that?
And no, it is not
The way he would have thought
But it's how I did
It came from under my lid
And why isn't that enough
Its how I ******* said it
And isn't that enough?
You gotta be you, even when you love what others do