I feel like everyone I know has a plan
But what should I do?
I feel like time is flying by, and so are people
But where should I go?
I've had passions, but no talents
Afraid to explore, and afraid to commit
No motivation, no "seize the moments"
I need help, but I'm too afraid to ask for it
Do I need to be medicated?
Do I need a slap in the face?
Everyday I sit and I ask myself these questions
The obvious answer is yes, but my mind says no
Thinking of it, I've always been hesitant of change
Good or bad, anxiety has dictated that
Lessons have taught changing can help
But up to this point I still haven't bought into that
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Unspoken Thoughts
PoetryRandom poetry from the back of my mind. I don't really follow any poetry rules or whatnot. I'm sorta just going to update whenever I have an idea going through my head
