Hunched over this laptop
I feel like a faker
Unshowered for days
Ash without trays
And I dare call myself a maker
Putting aside my harmful critique
I look to see what food to eat
There is none
Not surprised
I ain’t grocery shop in weeks
A bottle of water
And a bowl of green
Kept my stomach off my spleen
While I watch youtubes of eating clean
Opposing to my self esteem
So I woke up today
Led by yesterday’s pray
That today was my day
To decide if I would go
Or stay
With my mind made up
I warmed some tea
A lil honey and ginger in the cup
So hot that it cooled my anxieties
So I can put my mind at ease
It’s always begging, asking
Please
If it wasn’t in my head it’d be down on it’s knees
But thats too bad
cuz I’m not sure what it needs
So I go for a run
Younger me thought it was fun
But i got older and seen the guns
So getting into fitness was the
way beat being the witness
But I live a good life
So it’s been a while
Since my legs had to keep
Up with my mind
So young yet senile
But I had no destination to go
Keep it light for a mile
But with being on albuterol
Feels like my lungs couldn’t take it all
Why continue at all?
Shocked by this conclusion
Try to imagine my confusion
When I got from my delusion
To see that I’m still movin