Laziness

Oh, how I love you.
Could give anything to have a miniscule of your charm.
Could steal and could sober up,
Lenient that I am, will forgo that.


Then give away all the past fucked up things;
Remember just the shitty things I am about to do.
Like smoke millions of slow killers;
Or, waste time in a rowdy town.


Fail to attend every notice that I must;
Excuses I’ll find, I know the art to lie.
Charm myself out of every known mess and tribulation;
Then go back to forget all the fucked up things.


Keep visualizing every dream again and again;
Then discontentment will wrap me, it’s the usual.
Let my world get dirty and my head slow and steady;
Guilt is my companion, laziness the instigator.


Habituate myself with the idea of falling behind;
No longer does it concern me.
Vague memories of myself still bring back the suffering;
I don’t think I can deal the cards anymore.

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