My head is all mushy. It’s 4 in the afternoon, right around nap time.
I want to get stuff done today. I have many ambitions and my options are limitless. Only my perspective is limited. Stuck in a routine, both good and bad. Trying to establish a system to conquer morning, afternoon and evening. To get stuff done, but I am neglecting it.
I can get pass the next two hours until I go to practice. I could just watch some videos. I could move around some trash in my room and feel better about myself. That’s it, no? I can do good and harm in one motion.
After practice the day is going to be in natural decline, everybody will be going home to have some dinner. The sun will go down. I might have a glass of wine and get distracted.
But the sun will come up again and so will I. I need to get stuff done tomorrow. I have many ambitions and my options are limitless.
Feel like removing myself, no feelings involved
I feel for you, I’ve been in the field for you
It’s real for you, right? Shit - I feel like
It ain't real, nor you or I,
It’s in my head, all of it. That’s not the first time
I was poisoned with belief, some time ago
Mask on, fuck it, Mask off.
My head won’t allow me to be productive. Yesterday becomes tomorrow. Today’s my excuse. Having trouble following? So do I. I don’t understand - How could this not be what you desired?
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