I'm just going through the motions,
each day is the same.
The work day drags on,
unfinished and cut off.
I stand at the door of my house,
hoping for some change.
I greet my cat with love,
refill her water.
I procrastinate at playing guitar,
pushing away my dreams.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm lonely.
I'm fine.
i need to get this off my chest