stop looking around

Sometimes, when I'm writing, I think "oh yeah this is real good" and I'm conveying the message and all that bullshit.


But then I have to... I just HAVE to sneak a peak around the internet. I just HAVE to hit a post form someone else. And then it's all just pen on paper.


Wasted ink and wasted time.


Look at what THEY got across. Look at that shit. I can't do THAT. I didn't think of THAT. THAT's exactly how I feel. Why didn't I think of THAT. THAT is real nice.


Then I stop writing.
I sit back in silenced awe and yeah, sure, a whole fucking lot of bitterness and jealousy.


I am so worthless.
My talents do not rest here.