• As I sit here wondering,
    The clock behind me ticking its annoying tune,
    I stare at the ink upon my hands.
    Another failed project,
    Another lesson I'm still learning,
    Another piece to throw away.

    As I sit here with my eyes closed,
    The smell of smoke invading my head,
    I feel my mind become clouded.
    Another thought I've lost,
    Another memory I'll forget,
    Another moment I'll delay.

    As I sit here waiting around on nothing,
    The soft hum of the fan stirs me,
    I stare at the ink upon my hands.
    Three letters to save me.
    Three reasons to love me.
    Three ways you've saved me.