maybe it is

[nalphex]

Sometimes I lay awake at night
imagining what I'm going to say to people tomorrow
some days I win, and they are blown away by the weight of my words
and other days, well;
they're less than impressed.

You'd think that, at least in my fantasies,
I'd be consistently amazing.

Whoever planted these seeds of doubt is an asshole.
Because i can't see the sunlight shimmering through the leaves of all these goddamn trees.