I feel like every time I say I'll get something done
I feel like I'm going for a ten mile run
But I put myself down for being to lazy
But I procrastinate anyway and it's driving me crazy
I half to smile for my friends and play pretend
But they support me and it feels like I owe it to them
Truly I love them, they've got my back
But my head can't seem to stay on its track
I'm running in circles and getting no where
I've got piles of homework and I can't seem to care
I excel in class and I know I can pass
But I no longer feel a push to be the best
I stay at home saying I have nothing to do
When really that's a lie that will never be true
I don't have a rough life I've got it easy
That may be the issue, nothing can please me
I guess I could try something new for a change
But doing something else feels abnormally strange
Writing and art have always been an escape
Maybe that's what keeps me from opening the gate
Maybe it shouldn't be just an escape
Something I can do, it's a trait
I think maybe I can try to get my work done be productive
So I guess bye for now I'll try to be constructive