Come on then
Don’t keep us waiting
We want to see you bleed
To see others suffer
For their art
Is the validation we need
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Come on then
Don’t keep us waiting
We want to see you bleed
To see others suffer
For their art
Is the validation we need
Why do I
find the
wait so
hard?Is it
ego?Is it
pride?Or is it
because
I need you
to proveThat I’m not
completely
dead
inside?