timeout for change,
but it starts tomorrow.
too much to do today,
just like yesterday,
a promise not kept,
oh, the games our mind plays!
so, exactly when does tomorrow start?
we flop through the weeks,
like dust in the wind,
landing on different ideas,
just long enough to see them,
gone is another year,
we pretty much ended it the same,
waiting until tomorrow to change.
it's the fraud we play on ourselves,
cheating our personal growth,
fully embracing comfort, with a dash of laziness,
our words drain into the abyss,
start tomorrow,
today, I don't have time for this.
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Way to say it, man. I certainly feel that way, at times. Write on.... 
