Drowning

Hundredth hour, four days in a row;
You speak as if you knew the words
And their colours,
But you'll never be the first:
Present is before past;
You think as if you knew me,
You shout at the hole in the wall,
You look me in the eye with trust
You measure my best in your dirty schemes
You try and try, but never get the chance
Your efforts are on ground zero,
Sinking in eating sirens...
Never ever mind.