Painful brush strokes imagination, is this talent or procrastination.
See the fault of others true, cannot judge my own work too.
Painful headaches modest scoff, writing words or losing thoughts.
What’s the point of point of view, when you’re the biggest fan for you.
So damn subjective so many accuse, I’m wasting time to feel the blues.
One more edit, maybe two, after that I think I’m through.
Have persisted through so much, have not yet made a single buck.
How does that one sad story go, the one where reality is always cold?
Well oh well I guess that’s it, I hope my talent is not too stink.
– Thomas M. Watt
- am I wasting my life? how to waste your life
- huge failure
- novel writing
- piece of shit
- short story
- Thomas M. Watt
- waste of time
- wasted life
- what am I doing with my life
- what an idiot