Procrastinating

Plenty of us have been here I expect.

I am waiting to stop waiting

While my precious time’s abating

And I hate myself for stating

It’s not doing any good.

Nothing new has yet transpired

And I’m feeling far too tired

To pursue what I’ve desired

Though I promised that I would.

Truth be told, I’m much too lazy

And my mind is growing hazy

And the world outside is crazy

So for now, postpone the good.

Soon I’ll be aging prematurely

And a burden far too early

To relations who endure me

And expected better surely

From the phantom of the past me

Who if people ever ask me

Who it is I feel ghastly

To pretend the name that vastly

Undermatches what it should.

 

Forever there’s a niggling,

Partially I’m always thinking,

That I’ve sunk and still am sinking

Into my deathly habits whole.

There’s always time to self-improve

If I could master how to move

But I don’t think I can answer

How to finish off this goal,

Or how to finish off this rhyme

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

There’s always time

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[Aura]

That is what all procrastinators say "there's always time" until time runs out, and we ask "where did the time go". I think everyone has been at this sfage at some point, its very relatable. Thanks for sharing!