lazy

cut it out now; you're lazy.

you sit when you're not sleeping.

you stare when you're not sitting.

you like to look busy when somebody's watching.

you call your ex and your brother and a complete stranger

to tell them how great you're life's shaping up to be,

but you're really just hiding a big secret...

you're lazy, and not looking.

can't see a job to be done or the tools in your hand.

you stare when you're not moving,

way way off, into that bright distant future of yours.

even if it's not the light at the end of the tunnel,

couldn't you slow down for a little bit?

just stare with me into the darkness for a spell

deep wells of mystery are being hollowed out,

and you might thinks it's hell,

but there's no hell here;

it's just you,

and you're too busy to notice.