I spent hours and hours Waiting for motivation, Waiting for inspiration, Waiting for thoughts to flow In conscious awareness. Looking for words, Words to bless, Words to give meaning... To so many days spent trying to comprehend, Painfully waiting for words. I had better things to be doing, But didn't know what else to do... So I kept looking for them. Had a childhood of some kind, Seemed normal at the time, Then I grew up, looked back, And felt nothing but disgust. No reason or rhyme... I vomited so many words. It was sickening... but somewhat healing. Incredibly revealing, they were. There's only so much One can process in one lifetime. Eventually nothing flows in, And you realize you were being too kind, Leaving out a whole lotta words... that needed said... or saying, But I didn't say them. Left them uncomfortably unspoken instead. Then apathy started setting in. Everything went quiet again, And now I find myself empty within, At a loss for words [outro] Now I find myself empty [music ends here] [hollow echo spoken word only] At a loss for words
