Having a word with my universe, working out what to accomplish first, this creative journey or these outstanding course
Can’t help but think about where I am going, is it all worth it, can’t help but think I am just wasting away in an endless void, ‘filled’ with emptiness
Slowly eroding at my heart, slowly eroding at my mind, slowly eroding my soul, universe is collapsing in on itself, forming that black hole in the center
I am tired, spiritually, mentally and physically
Hey, life can I now sleep? Have I done enough? Are you satisfy?
Please sing me your lullaby