Everyday I imagine we are close even when I distance us
My head swims with uncertainty and I tend to push you away.
I listen to the silence and pretend to hear optimistic promises
but the darkness eats them up.
Everyday I lie to myself and pretend all is well in my world
That I am happy with the choices I have made.
I listen to my heart and try to quiet it’s pleas for more than this
but I am tired and dismiss it as nothing.
Everyday my dreams of greatness sink further away
Laziness becomes the path of least resistance.
I listen to my doubts and begin to think they are truths
and I am meant to accomplish nothing.