130

I think I may just be on to something here

Is what I'd tell myself if I had nothing to fear

But this 130th draft is speaking to me.

Writing for myself seems to get harder and harder but

Writing through you seems to be like the start of

The end of those long nights not knowing what to do

But maybe just once I can see one of these through

Start of the end I say but really I don't know

I could go on to 131 but wait woah now

Slow down, don't get ahead of yourself right yet