just saying.

(recently posted in a bulletin)

i was writing something worthwhile.
when i read it over again and it made me entirely sad,
and i asked myself "what am i doing?"
so i tucked it away in a word document and closed it for the time being.
i wonder if you know how lucky you are.

I used to like it here
It just burns me out to remember

Can't you ever treat anyone nice?
Think I'm gonna make the same mistake twice?

cause he gets up in the morning,
And he goes to work at nine,
And he comes back home at five-thirty,
Gets the same train every time.
cause his world is built round punctuality,
It never fails.