Running after time, the time I don't have
Chasing my tail, facing the wall,
The one that I've built over time
Adding tasks and expectations to the list
Making it so impossible to reach the top
Still, I find myself trying so hard to climb it
The collapse and the guilt
The sense of failure for not reaching it
Constantly preoccupied
Planning all the moments to come
I forgot how to live in the moment, how to enjoy the now
Lost in my days and out of breath
Yet, I feel worthless when I allow myself to rest
Going through the motions
Buried within layers of indifference,
All I see is in monochrome
Everything feels like a chore
This beast of my own making that I despise
I'm empty
Reflecting on the past
I want to bring back the drive
