I sit pondering life
Am I to do anything?
What is the purpose for me to continue?
I rest in the middle of bookends
The weekend’s freedom is the farthest away today
And yet I work at things I wish
I gain nothing by stopping
So push on to those events you call pleasant
Giving up is not an option if you wish to change the world
I write to tell the tale that resides within
And nothing shall happen if I were to end
Update – 10 more pages rechecked. I feel better about things today.
Push on my friends, there is nothingness in doing nothing. Today shall pass, and the sorrows of the past shall fade away. Make your days count towards you goals.
– Steven Oaks