pantsfarm

I’ve got it all, but I feel so deprived. I go up, I come down and I’m emptier inside. Tell me what it is this thing that I’m missing, and why can’t I let it go? There’s got to be more to life than chasing down every momentary high to satisfy me, cause the more that I’m tripping out thinking there must be more to life… well it’s life but I’m sure… there’s got to be more than wanting more.

I’ve got this time and I’m wasting it slowly, here in this moment halfway out the door, onto the next thing. I’m searching for something that’s missing. I want more. I’m always waiting on something other than this, why am I feeling like there’s something I missed?