Simple

From thought to action
Pen to paper
feels so good
Like finding out I've been home all along
Right before the floor is tugged from below me
Listen to me digress
It's when I tell the truth
Being calculated only works
When I'm the problem
and the solution is yet to exist
I'm a simple hello apart
From finding myself in someone else
Giving up isn't the right term
No
More like abysmal attempts
Fluctuations of failure
Repeated regrets
I can't keep leaving stones unturned
Each one holds a diamond underneath
While I'm left with fool's gold
Judge me by my cover
I'm so hollow there's nothing
Else to judge me by
Again, I've digressed
I'm nothing but self loathing
At my best
And at my worst
I'm nothing