Angst

I've got this feeling, it's churning inside

unsatisfaction with my barren life

telling me I'm not living it right

is there a clue that I have yet to find?

cause all I do is dream and complain

that what I want isn't here today

I'm troubled by my lazy past

and all those times I was sitting on my

as I caffeinate my life to clear my frenzied mind

but I'm more dissatisifed, unsatisfied, ungratified

my head begins to race at a phrenetic pace

I feel trapped in this space

I flail my arms and my bones shake

I thought I wanted to change the world

I can't even change myself anymore

I'm paralyzed and frozen outside

and inner turmoil rages in my mind

I want the best, I want it all

I want it now, it's a dreamer's flaw

to live a life with utopian hopes

and forget that sometimes life says no

I caffeinate my life to clear my frenzied mind

but I'm more dissatisfied, unsatisfied, ungratified

I try to clear my mind, separate truth from the lies

why am I so unsatisfied with my life, with this life

I hate the thought of losing time

wasted inspiration so many times

I make a mental list of all I've done

feels like I haven't achieved enough

I work for things I don't care about

and my creative well is drying out

I'm in some kind of crisis now

I'm in some kind of crisis now

tell me it's not too late

too late to change my ways

I feel trapped in this space

I flail my arms and my bones shake

my head begins to race at a phrenetic pace

I smile and contort my face

then scream out loud in a fit of angst