So hard to do what needs done.
So easy to do what harms one.
Instant happiness comes with later depression

Back again.

Back in the grips of Robert frost
My love is sitting across
My search finally found a cross
My troubles are being mossed

Back to having that pep
That fire I used to have
Moving to 8th Ave
New adventure to prep

Stress becomes worth it
A light has been lit
Back again
Amen

Friends phone

Used to be a mellow soul
Now I’m feeling too angry
Too stressed and anxious
Too down on myself and life

Got laid off and hate Cali
I know you’d find a way to crack jokes at it
You’d know how to teach me to separate work life with my life
You’d get me to understand my passion

Sad couch.

Perched on the couch that has to go
wondering how to pursue
How to use
All that I’ve come to know

Failed here and there
Didn’t try over there
Wanna go over there
How do I get there

Paper after paper
Soul depletion is occurring

What’s my ceiling
Where’s my ladder