Shit.
Procrastination.
Nothing to show.
A house half vaccummed,
half the grass had a mow.
Resented by my teenager,
contempt is coming from my man.
I need to shake my focus,
and have faith in who I am.
.
Procrastination.
Nothing to show.
A house half vaccummed,
half the grass had a mow.
Resented by my teenager,
contempt is coming from my man.
I need to shake my focus,
and have faith in who I am.
.
Coffee and a cigarette.
My day begins.
The teenage girl fluffs in front of the mirror,
looking beautiful.
Eyes roll as I tell her so.
The house is falling down around me.
Chaos reigns.
The unemployment line waits for me.
I’ll do that tomorrow.
I wonder what today will bring…
.