wide awake.
to many things going threw my head.
I need. I want.
all i ever say,
but i never do any thing about it, i just stay here pessimistically waiting for opportunity to jump out and yell at me.
that isn't going to happen i know.
but i like to pretend I'm going to do something, makes me look good.
until they realize I'm just lazy, scared, unable to move to do anything.
I need to be the me who i pretend to be.
the super hero i always wanted to be.
I want to succeed. but how am if i don't have a plan.
i wish i could give up on winging it.
sticking to a plan, but i don't have enough disciple.
Good nite, good bye. to this foggy morning.
I'll what the sun has in store for me