Should I?
No, I don't think so...
What's the point anyways?
To productivity I say "Veto"

Dramatic, desperate, delusional
Slowly drifting away from reality
In daydreams where I can become my true self
And distance myself from the current "me"

This shell isn't real
I don't believe it, I hate it!
I picture myself differently
So why can't I act like it?

This ****** cycle of repetition
Dreaming, planning and easily giving up
Sways my confidence
To the sideway of this life's road

But I can't give up
This is the path for me
Although wrong and stupid
It's the only...