>My water melts beside me
>it's chilled texture gone from
> the outside, no longer wet
>A sip, a drink, a pause
>It comes to mind just how
> destructive I've been with myself
> as I take a swig
>
>Games sit on a shelf
> waiting to be played
>but there's no one around
> to play them with me
>We both sit, useless
>waiting and wanting
>
>Controller controller
>my life for a controller
>Shawtie's like a melody
>
>Why do I always end on a joke?
>PEBKAC <3