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Lying on my couch; Lying to myself. Claiming I will work; Knowing I will not. Hiding from the world; Leaving friends alone. Hating what I do, Letting my life rot. When will I decide, To face life again? When no dish is clean? When all food is gone? I wish, that I had, Motivation, an All-consuming force, Inspiring action. But, alas, just me. Too lazy to work, Too tired to sleep, Just dissatisfied.
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 9:41 AM UTC
Pity party
Lying on my couch; Lying to myself. Claiming I will work; Knowing I will not. Hiding from the world; Leaving friends alone. Hating what I do, Letting my life rot. When will I decide, To face life again? When no dish is clean? When all food is gone? I wish, that I had, Motivation, an All-consuming force, Inspiring action. But, alas, just me. Too lazy to work, Too tired to sleep, Just dissatisfied.
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33/F/USA
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 9:41 AM UTC
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