What is it
That holds me back
The change in my moods
The self-encouragement I lack
The hesitation of my thoughts
A disengagement of actions
And just when I think I’ll find my way
I’m infested with distractions
Clarity among the missing
Must get some sleep
The Sun coming up
My conscience to reap
A new day to navigate
A new barrage of hocus pocus
Seems everything’s a blur
Must try to focus
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