Where is my muse?
Amuse me..
Can I find it in myself?
So discontent
For no reason
Except myself.
Where is the whimsy
She used to live here.
Used to play.
Is she sleeping
Am I?
Or have I been sleeping
And now I'm awake..
Bend me shake me
The boredom I can't take!
How do they do it
Day after day
So content they seem.
But I am not them
I am a volcano
A geyser
I will burst
And it will be amazing
Mind blowing
Cosmic collision of earth
Water fire air.
So I wait
Consoled
My end is not here.