Sometimes things aren't as they seem

I try to keep my workspace clean

But understand the life that I've lead

Timing has always been key

To making things fit as they seem

Instead of working, Sitting in my bed

Is it because of my lack of motivation?

Or due to my current situation?

Or maybe it's just all in my head

These notes require manipulation

And the way things move here's complicated

Over complication's my dread!

Why do we take for granted

That the ones that we are leaning on the most are just the ones that we are closest to?

And even if it's not that bad

It should put into perspective when you're stressed and hurt

You're probably just overworked

Days and nights, passing away

My childhood's not here to stay

I don't know if I'm getting anywhere

Sinful thoughts are kept at bay

But sometimes it can't be that way

Primarily 'cuz I know that it's not fair

Could I be losing my mind over afflictions

Or trying to hide my mindless addictions

Well either way, I'm causing some stress

Should I just go back to being normal?

Or continue on and follow my morals?

That say that I should just do my best!

Why do we take for granted

That the ones that we are leaning on the most are just the ones that we are closest to?

And even if it's not that bad

It should put into perspective when you're stressed and hurt

You're probably just overworked