my thoughts wander
my motivation wains
something slow and sluggish
is creeping through my veins
my will seems so weak
my conviction lacking
my conscience seems asleep
as it gives me no firm backing
I drift and dream and wonder
I plod and plot in vain
laziness assaults me
and takes over my brain.
no acts of heroism
no appointment will I keep
with destiny this hour
instead I go to sleep
I may never become famous
or make the history books
I'm to busy contemplating
how my eyelid looks
go be the noble figure
that people read about
I may read your book someday
but that fact I seriously doubt.
oh my dear! how truly awful
is the apathy I feel
I need a resuscitation
of my motivating will
someone charge the paddles
to give my soul a shock
save me from this arrest
from mental-activity-block
no? no one out there?
I guess their all asleep
now I can rest unbothered
in truly quite peace.
mnb
(sorry for the roughness of this, I wrote it out of boredom)
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rough or not, it made me giggle. ;-D
ReplyDeletefunny thing is...I can see you trying to check out your eyelid, not just sleeping...