As I sit here and write this
I realize I have nothing to say
There's nothing important
But I feel like I should seize the day
That's what the man told me to do
So I think I should follow
It's only right, right?
But instructions never leave me hallowed
Instead, I become a bitter rebel
Screaming to the top of my lungs
I don't know what I'm fighting against yet
But I'm tired of us all splitting our tongues
So I sit here and write this
With nothing to say
Somehow I just said a mouthful
But it probably won't matter today...