yesterday someone asked me what i thought about
life

i really didn't know what to say.

i thought about it for a while. i really did.

i felt around deep inside me trying to find something
trying to find some answer

i reached into my pockets and found nothing but change and lint.

i didn't have any answers.

i looked around me

the sights, the sounds.
the smell and the feel of the room around me.

none of this was life.

none of this held any answers.

i walked for days

there were too many people
too many places
there were too many things
too much space
too muchw waste

i looked around me
and
all
i
saw
was

I think I've managed to say everything I have in me to say already.

Apparently they're right... there's no such thing as an original idea anymore.

I guess I'll go back to watching Community.

oh well.

step
by step
walking in a memory
night
by night
dreaming away the pain you've given me
day
by day
praying that someday you'll set me free