Just because there’s always a next part
Doesn’t mean this part doesn’t suck
Rottweiler chasing the mailman
But the mailman is quick so he doesn’t give a damn.

Happiness is only a mood
So why do I keep on trying to chase something that’s not perpetual?
I wish I had another answer other than my favorite triple threat.

I don’t know.

What’s a mouthwash bottle with no crusty ring around the top?
I’m feeling rusty.
Washed at 24
No more revelations left in store.
For years I was so Switzerland.
Married to the thrill of not making any enemies.

What’s a book with parts where you’re not all self-absorbed as you read?
You chalk it up as daydreams
Even though the book is giving you exactly what you need.
What do you mean?
Am I really that dependent?
It couldn’t be my fault though, can it?

Yes.
It could.
There’s a me themed everything if I’m not looking hard enough.

Hopefully it’ll pass.

So October’s gone fast
Okay, this is not so bad.
November will probably last a little longer.
December wastes away
Sorry, I’m such a humbug.
January probably will be the same.
February, maybe that’ll be a little better.
March, march much faster, would you please?
April, why are you still fucking here?
May, May, May
Why are you still fucking here?

Next Summer is the Summer
Or so we think.

Next Summer is the Summer
Or so we’ve thought all along.
We thought the same about this year though
And look how wrong we were.
At least we can break the chalk back out
And deem it all a clean slate.

Unless we all die before then.
That would suck.