I wanna speak up but I doubt you will ever listen
I keep to myself, and I bet you won't know my existence
Each and everyday I lose patience and commitment
Sometimes I feel like my life's nothing but fiction
And I'm not the writer, just a character, as it turns out
Short-term inspiration and motivation, long-term burn out
What, may I ask, should I be concerned about ?
Because I don't see how this will turn around
We say, nothing ventured, nothing gained
But for me the only thing I got is more pain
Now my efforts in the current state are all in vain
Leaving me to wonder...
What should I do again ?
Wrote this in 5 minutes because I'm tired