I feel trepidation when I think of motivation
What if one day it's all gone,
I stay cooped up and withdrawn
Haven't left my bed in years,
Sit there weeping filled with tears
My sorrow is to the highest degree
Consoling me is the scrolling spree
I want to get up but I feel weighed down
If I even try I'll look clown
Because of my inability to not fall back down
I want to work hard, I want to succeed
But instead this lack of motivation will supersede
So I start this task, which I'll never end
To my laziness I must go to tend
YOU ARE READING
Lines of life
PoetryCapturing the bitterness and joy of life one rhyme at a time. Life is not forever, cherish it.
