One of these days
A phrase that echoes in the silence
And grows mould in the nothingness.
One of these days I’m going to
Is equally forgotten
As the statement falls flat to the ground
Only to be ground under heel.
One of these days I’m going to make something of myself
Which implies that you are currently nothing
Because you have yet to put all your pieces
Into their corresponding slots
And create this person
Who is indeed you.
