Sunday, April 19, 2020

Empty

I thought that I had things to do.
I really did. So I made time.
But when the time came, then I knew
That it was nothing. And now I'm
Standing here completely bored.
I could find things to do, I think.
The world I'm in must still afford
Activities. And yet I sink
Into the couch and do not stir
For hours, playing on my phone.
In honesty I don't prefer
To do this even when alone
And yet I do. I am inert
Because I failed to self-divert.

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