The break

What could I say to you
That you couldn’t say better?
Maybe you should write the tunes
I’ll pretend I’m Eddie Vedder

I wrote my number no one calls
Left my resume in a bathroom stall
Everyone looking for words I can’t understand or remember them at all

What could I show to most
That they couldn’t share even better?Maybe they should just like the posts   I’ll stick to talking about the weather

Rode a barrel down Niagara’s waters Want to be more famous than its call
Placated watchers     they can’t be bothered

Could care less if I’m here at all

The medium is the message
The riptide carries the salt
Like waves they either catch it
Or on deaf ears your crashes fall

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