The nights are so endless
Every activity that pops into my mind
Pointless
But I do them anyway
Shaking my head at the futility
Getting bored with them
Right after I start
Nothing can satisfy me
There is truly no reason to be
But what else is there to do?
Even the beer tastes foul to me
As I slam the bottle down in disgust
Then take yet another gulp
Hoping to shut off my brain
And finally stop thinking for today
