Yeah.

Yeah.
Tired of this game.
I always lose.
But its all good.
Because I see things that aren't there.
Shoot at what doesn't exist.
Feel what can't be felt.
Go where no man can ever go.
Think that which is not true.
But it's always alright.
Because although my dreams will never realize.
At least my future will materialize.

Forget that.
Never mind.
Anyways.
Tired.
Really tired.

Me need rest.
Me hungry.
Me use bad grammar.

Randomly stumbling in the dark in search of a subject.

Um. Yeah.
Sorry to waste your time.
Please accept my forgiveness.