i thought i could keep up
and tell you a story of my life
soon i realized that i only have so much to tell
that eventually i'll run out
and won't be able to capture you're interest anymore
and that i did

it's not like it's a bad thing
i just set the expectations for myself too high
and i couldn't keep up anymore

someday i'll know what's expected
but not today

for now i'll just not worry about it
there's no point

like it says in the alchemist

i'll focus on making today better, so my future will be the same