The sky's the limit

Thought I should have a try...
at giving a shit.
At least for a while.
I played along with it,
but in the end...
it felt like it always did.
Like i was missing something...
The most important bit...
The "once and for all" and shit...
The nexus. The centre.
The major element that-
gives a point to it all...
6 strings, but no plectrum.
No big dreams, just loads of questions.
There's still steam.
A furnace.
My engine...
No instruction.
No textbook.
No lessons.

Monotone skies.
Drudgery.
Monotony...
Life's just a game of fuckin monopoly until you die,
Peppered with some experiences to make you laugh and make u cry-
an' that's supposed to be enough???

...Stuck...

Why is it that even though the sky's my limit
the joys of life seem so fuckin mild and timid?