I've been writing the same song since I've started.
I'll never get past myself.
I've been stuck in the same mental block since about ten years ago
and the only minor change that I've noticed is I'm better at being sarcastic now than I was before.
I can't find a proper place to set my notebook.
Not that I help the situation by having so many notebooks.
The other night I lost half a year in a matter of minutes.
I can't remember anything and that feels pretty good.
I've been holding onto something that isn't even there
and it hasn't been a serious problem since my senior year
and I'm much older now but that doesn't mean anything.
I've been taking different pills since late last Winter
and I haven't found the ones that make me stop my thinking.
I'll never write anything thats remotely comparable to "A Crown for Every Refugee" and I've come to terms with that.
But hopefully one day I will see Amanda Palmer again.
Maybe she will like me and my music and we'll nuevos huevos.
Until something interesting happens, I suppose I'll keep on keeping on.
Theres some things we have to do so I'll do them but I won't like it.
Maybe I'll be more positive. Maybe I'll be more productive.
I'll start by doing something impossible like writing the end to this song.
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