The impending sense of dread,
Scurries back into my mind,
Whilst I attempt to distract myself,
Pretending to unwind.
When all I'm doing really,
Is finding ways to procrastinate.
To distract oneself from oneself,
It's fantastically obstinate.
Scurries back into my mind,
Whilst I attempt to distract myself,
Pretending to unwind.
When all I'm doing really,
Is finding ways to procrastinate.
To distract oneself from oneself,
It's fantastically obstinate.