Please don’t call me lazy
I know I’ve been on the couch all day
But I have been running around
Lost and never found.
These thoughts of mine are more tiring than you can imagine
They keep me here.
Trapped in fear.
Please don’t call me lazy.
I know I’m not dressed. I know I’m a mess.
Today I am bathed in anxiety and stress.
Putting on clothes for what ? For who ? For you ?
I’m not lazy. I’m not.
I’m in a bad spot.
Where everything I try is just too fucking much.
Where everything I touch
Turns to shit.
Don’t call me lazy.
But do call me crazy.
Because that’s how I feel.
That’s more real.
And although you may not relate
It’s a more honest state.
Crazy is better than lazy
If lazy even exists.
But there is a shimmer. There is a light..
Today I write.
(c) Slumpless
Wonderful.
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