like algebra, I don't know Y

I get a thousand thoughts in a day Persuasions to view Ideas to throw away Not a single one is good enough Er, perfect enough To gratify my ego I still try Don't know why I still try I'm still a thousand lightyears away The good ones drop by But the shitty ones stay If I catch a glimpse of something shiny And I capture something tiny I will find out what it eats And I will learn to garden I'll still try Don't care why