Sunday, November 05, 2006

procrastination rhymes

it's not a day or two, it's every fucking day of my life
i be workin on this bullshit till they turn out the lights
everyday the same -crap again-, even now it's -happenin-
5 hours of work left, but i feel like -battlin-
wond'rin, if this workin, will ever amount to something
kuz every night i'm stumblin, tryin to amount to something
will any of this matter 5 years -down the line-?
already, -life's defined-; was this -god's design-?
i don't know, so i'm sittin here -scribblin rhymes-
reminiscin... -wishin that time-
could somehow be -turned back-, now that i -learned that-
ain't no ~stop to these~, ~atrocities~, till the line -turns flat-


...now back to homework..

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