Rubbish

-It's funny, how stupid everything is...

-Yeah

-I mean, you try so hard to find some sort of meaning to your everyday. You try so hard to make things work, and so hard to tie everything together, to make it all logical, but then in the end, it's really all just a big waste. It's all just a big mess of fog and plastic and all the inbetweens that blur everything you thought was. It's all just a bunch of overused commas and underused vocabulary. It's all just a bunch of people floating through their day to day in search of something concrete. But the fact is we're all still young, and the fact is we probably won't last with anyone we hold too close. Maybe I just need to be more determined, maybe I'll change soon, maybe. Or maybe it all just takes time, maybe it's too early for any of us. I never meant to shatter windows, I never did. I never meant to be such a beast, I never do. I know that even the sincerest of apologies is really no good now. I guess, deep down, I'll always be this monster that I am, and I'll continue to crash through glass, and I'll continue to overuse less than threes, and I'll continue to stay up late, and I'll continue to write songs, and I'll continue to make art, I'll continue to slowly hand myself out to the world until finally I'm nothing but a hollow shell. Maybe that's justice enough. Or maybe that's just the self-pity kicking in.

-Yeah

-It's funny how stupid everything is...