ProcrastinationA Poem by TrillianI gaze into the future I run into a wall I sit at my computer And I begin to stall Maybe I'll muffle the worry The anxiety and fear and dread Oh! That kitten's cute and furry Why does it matter now? I am only so young My hand pressures my brow And no ideas are sprung I could be a writer! An engineer, a cook! But no one would eat my food Or read my silly books No, for now I'll sit here My mind can rest once more Of course, it will be all clear Just like it's been before
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Added on October 11, 2012Last Updated on October 12, 2012 Tags: Procrastination, Poetry, Boredom, Anxiety, Insecurity AuthorTrillianHouston, TXAboutI want to explore all of my interests as much as I can. I generally write short stories of fiction, but I enjoy poetry as well. more..Writing
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