I start things that I never finish. I buy books that I never read. I swore I'd turn the world into a firework but, I was lying through my teeth. If only I lived automatically. I sat and watched my will diminish. My aspiration is out at sea. My bones have turned to rust as they've gathered dust. My eyes are open but, I'm asleep. I'm just waiting. I'm just hibernating. I'm the great procrastinator. All hope is closed for business. Now in a minute. I sold my soul to the highest bidder. For a house on the haunted hill. I don't need God to save me but, it'd be nice if he paid my bills.