These bouts of silence,
Always appearing every weekend,
The need to lie down and not think about,
Where I'm going and what to do,
In all my life I have a plan,
This time I have a deadline to meet,
A fate to reach for my sanity,
I look forward to thinking what,
And who I need, In this journey of what is possible,
So I want to look up and make things work,
To take the time to live out my life,
I refuse the fear and hesitance that comes along,
I'll take time to leave here and walk,
Because that is all I can do.