The boring progression, of the human race.

Its gone past twelve, and my minds still ticking
Things on my mind, guess that im, kinda trippin
Things i wanna do, that dont suit my lifestyle
These things that ive wanted, for such a long while
Its down to me, and motivation,
Its complicated, and devestating
Im pretty useless, to say the least,
cant motivate my-self, to brush my teeth
Never mind learn something, thats so hard
Its either all the way, or dont even start
But i will reach, what im aiming after
Even if, it ends up in laughter
Time to sleep now, this chapters done
Work in the morning, that should be fun
I look forward to it, like a punch in the face
The boring progression, of the human race.