Roots

we all wrestle with
our own
tangled up
endeavors
stringing puppets along
because we can't
entertain ourselves for
too long
This isn't weather.
It isn't ever
gonna get better
than its been.
We grow roots
and we rot
as we reach for the sun
And it sets
every day
Whats the
difference
I'm giving
up
Gonna let my flowers
wilt
to nothing
Not important
Nothing's working