Sequels

Routine in the agony

Sit in the alleyway and wait

This endeavour became an unobtainable charade

You're keeping the secrets, but giving them sequels instead

My fury and disappointments collaborate for your enjoyment

Can't you see I'm tipping over the edge of the beg

And tired and ridiculous, slipping up on every step I tread.

Can't you see I'm tipping over the edge of the beg?

And tired and ridiculous, slipping up on every step I tread.