curbdrop out of grace

quitter

these days it seems,
more often that not,
anything and everything,
i want or i got,
requires desire,
commitment of some kind,
but i find i'm a quitter,
and it happens each time.
every job,
every girl,
every goal,
have a twirl,
try it out,
then bail out,
can't figure out,
what i'm about,
i lose focus,
i get distracted,
my soul is homeless,
like thoughts disconnected.
i thought it was her,
then i thought it was you,
but did i make a mistake,
or was the mistake meeting you,
or maybe my girl,
is still out there unfound,
i'm tired i give up,
i'm done with this now.
i quit,
as i've quit everything,
except smoking,
except hoping.

posted by fillshe @ 2:01 PM