Words have no meaning
I can't remember the last time they did any good
I have no patience
No foundation to start renovation of the inside
This is all negative
The way it starts, continues and ends
No other way to be
Too easily annoyed to even seriously attempt calmness of the mind
A new doorway and the handle being stiff
Resigns me to frustration and hopelessness once again

No imagination can escape reality
The message stereotypical, you can't come up with new stuff all the time
It's the same because I don't change.