day one hundred ninety-one: i never plan on failing you.

you lack
motivation
you say
"i stopped trying"
so what now,
my friend?
where will this end?
probably sooner
than later
because you've let it fall
and let's say it's not your fault
but it is all along
because you said it
"i stopped trying"
and i could feel it
thanks, for that,
for being the coward that crawled away
and left the rest of us to compost away
deteriorate
oh, happy day!
what if i told you tomorrow
that i quit too
the only difference is
i'm younger and my dreams might still come true
but you would be sad
upset
distraught
and angry
that i would throw away
a life so amazing
but what you fail to realize
is that by not trying
you've failed me
and i don't plain on failing you.