Decisions
Location
Pressure and questioning
My rational thought process
Is lessening
Instead of learning from lessons
You want me to memorize
Knowing this theorem won't make me more wise
Deciding sooner on the rest of my life
Is too stressful, just thinking about
Highschool I don't have time to be restful.
You yell at me for only getting four hours of sleep
But I can't focus through this amount of work
Too much of it I can't believe in a locus
Of control I feel I do not have, or self
Respect, Esteem, to speak of
I have no self to speak of . No devotion
To creativity, repressing emotion
And when I cry tears you ask
What's wrong my dear?
There's plenty of time, to make a decision
But you lie and systematic paradoxes
Cut through my mind with surgical precision
Don't be hasty, you don't know what decision to make
But to make it through life, you don't have time to think
To wait
The childhood stories of the slow wise tortise
Don't apply in rapid click, decide quick age
When you don't even have time to notice
That you're growing up stunted, a plant without
A lick of sunlight, in front of a computer screen
The steady stream of
"Decide, don't you know already?"
Doesn't abate. As I pace my room
Like a long wait at the doctor's office
I'm looking for the spark of knowledg, fufillment
To strike me and cure neverending anxiety
But I must face the gnawing jaws of society
And tell them
"Sorry, I don't know yet
What I want to do
And if you're ready to work, that's great for you
But some things take time
And this little plant has yet to make up their mind
They just don't know what they want to do yet."
Good day to you, try asking
Again when I've slept through Sunday.