Indicisive about a decision
A decision weather I find a match or not
A decision of if I want to look
For fools gold
Being or having a family made my being
Made me start dreaming
Filled with love for no reason
Sleepless nights thinking
Is it real
That one can. Have a one,
Better yet one and two can live as one
Like a curious adult I found out the hard way
That when I die one day
It's gonna end one way.
Just me in my grave.
In that moment my purpose in life faded
Away
Money, love , motivation.
Flew out the window
And now I have no choice but to live

I hate my life,
As it is plain and simple,
I hate the way,
That I am the master,
And the jester,
At the same time,

And I'm so indicisive whether I should act or not,
Or pick or choose,
Or hate or love,
I simply just can't make up my mind,
And decide what I want from life,
If I want to live or just wait around,

And I'm always so anxious,
About the smallest things that happen'
While comparing myself to others,
As they are always better,
Even if it doesn't matter,
Since we won't be around forever.