Just Gibberish

It happens sometimes, I know it's here now.  I don't have very much to say, nothing to talk about and nothing to share.  Nothing but empty words to occupy your air.
It's a wave, it will pass, like a beginning and an end, it will see what we all see.  But the middle of the road is the hardest place to be.  If the wave is a good one, then you know the last half is coming to an end, so death is awaiting and happiness could be fading.  If the wave is not a good one, then riding it down is almost like waiting to be born.  Again, with hope, something new something better, something different is around the corner.  Or not.  The big question mark awaits with answers and knowledge that only time can answer.  So there you have it, look at this wave.  I have nothing to say but gibberish.  Just gibberish.  It's the rise and fall of gibberish.  The development of gibberish.  The downfall, the death of gibberish.  The word itself seems to say a lot more than it's meaning I think.  But if we didn't have gibberish, then maybe we wouldn't appreciate profoundness or greatness.  So, I love to be a team player and someone who carries my weight as we look at the whole picture.  So with gibberish, just gibberish, I add to the mix, so other works can be seen and get their fame and recognition.  At least now gibberish has some sort of purpose, no?  Yeah, I know, it's just gibberish...

~Jenn