We could build a castle out of these

Empty bottles and cans of my favourite drink

And watch the wind knock them down

After all my hard work

It'd make me laugh to see that

All my hard work brought down

Again and again

But I think I have seen that before

It's just more subtle

This wind was a tactful bastard

If I could just see it, I'd snap it in half

For all it's done

No more tears, pain, blood, shit

All would be gone

But I can't see the wind

So why bother fighting it?