I'm Writing As The Thoughts Flow

I am sad
I think too much and there's too much space
Too much time I'm used to wasting
On things I shouldn't be bothering with
But I do
Like habit

Like
Why don't you use the last of your money on
Toilet paper
And food.

But you used it on
Beer

I don't feel smart at all
Actually
I feel like this daft loser

Why can't you change
Your attitude
For the sake of your loved one
Why do you want to drag them through
Your rubbish heap
Because that is exactly what your doing

Like a rock and a hard place
Damned if you do
Damned if you don't