My brain foggy But there’s a dream Right in front of me I list out
My complaints
As if it somehow Carries weight
A little
Time off
Is all I claimed
I was lookin’ for But now that
I am here
All these doubts are Reappearing What is a wave
When you take away its water?
Harry asked this question
But I didn’t have an answer
What is a lake
When it evaporates from summer?
The clouds become rain and then the Cycle starts all over