The world it looks so down and glum

But why bother looking so down and glum?

Just because the world is a pile of shit doesn’t mean you can’t sit upon a glorious golden throne.

I look inside myself, and know someday I’ll make it there.

Somehow I’m going to claim the throne for myself.

I just need to sort out my goals.

What are my goals?

I have no idea.

But they’re slowly dripping away.

Or are they

Just becoming

Clear?