Is it just me
Or do you hate listening to yourself
Do you scold yourself for thinking a thousand thoughts at once
You want to be productive
Your really do
But you sit there on a pillow
Picking at your nails
Tuning out your music
Maybe playing with your pop-socket
I really do want to clean my room
I really do want to do something that makes me money
I really do want to go downstairs and take time with my family
But I sit there
Doing absolutely nothing
I went on a run this morning
It feels like too much
I wanted to do my laundry
But I sit here
I hate myself
I hate having too many ideas
I hate not knowing where to go from here
And the biggest problem is that I have no clue how to fix it
YOU ARE READING
My Unofficial Truths
PoesíaI write poetry. So you're good? I didn't say that. I write poetry. So you can rhyme? I don't always. I write poetry. So you tell stories? Every time.
