You'd think I would break myself of being redundant.
Too many There's starting off the line. Oie Vay.
My words become nothing more than typed out characters mismatched on a page.
Have I become trapped in the ways of my creativity?
One is only as good as their work conveys.
My work is about as exciting as watching a pet rock run.
(exactly.)
I suppose I should try to turn this one around. It's been days since I've done something I enjoy. Time has had no relevance, days are melting together. I've got to pull my head out of the ostrich hole and face the music.
( "Honesty is what you need, It sets you free. Like someone to save you.." )
Too many There's starting off the line. Oie Vay.
My words become nothing more than typed out characters mismatched on a page.
Have I become trapped in the ways of my creativity?
One is only as good as their work conveys.
My work is about as exciting as watching a pet rock run.
(exactly.)
I suppose I should try to turn this one around. It's been days since I've done something I enjoy. Time has had no relevance, days are melting together. I've got to pull my head out of the ostrich hole and face the music.
( "Honesty is what you need, It sets you free. Like someone to save you.." )
