Coming to an end
No drama to be found
Solely disappointment

What could be and what was
Nothing but a large fuzz
A cloud, a wall, a veil
Sad, but true
Not one thing to misconstrue

Idleness is emptiness
Inside these feelings will fest
Trying to come out
Trying to see
Is there another being to be?

Questions are thoughts
Thoughts are questions
Time will tell
Or maybe it won't

Today doesn't matter
Since my mind is floating
Wandering and pondering
of these petty worries