Welcome to my relectuance;
My hermitude, the excuses, not solitude.
Worry before attempt, knowing before not
10 days unkempt
Friends aloof, maybe they already know the drill.
I’ve got 20 days until its due, 15 days to procrastinate, 5 and a half almost to find another way
day in, day out, an endless battle with no victor
I need some help, yet I can tell you the way
I have to change soon or I’m surely going to pay
No escape, tons of hope, and a variety of short rope
or a cliff on the tightrope
No way across or out without the guts to leap through imagined pain
Always forgetting the steps while I’m briefly away