My Notes App

My notes app is full of gold

Half formed stories untold

Unfinished thoughts regurgitated

A wandering mind looking to be creative

My notebooks are all half empty

Unfulfilled promises to myself

About my health, about my mind

About the ways in which I’ll spend my time

My commitments are elsewhere

Never in the places I would hope them to be

Never at bettering my writing

Never in expanding my vocabulary

Or working in my free time

All i do is what I’m told and then nothing at all

Now I’m afraid I’ll never reach the heights from which I’m scared to fall

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