Twiddle, twiddle, twiddle
Roll, roll, roll
Thoughts, empty, thoughts













Like a bypasser watching a train race by
I sit here in my bed
Looking at the clock tick

Wasting time or not wasting time
That is the question
As much as I would love to say
I am recharging
Resting
And allowing thoughts to flood my brain
I am literally doing nothing
The sum of the duration of my idleness
Would probably exceed the time I have dedicated to anything

I really don’t know why you give me all this time
To such an unmotivated, lazy teen like me
If you gave this time to someone else they could
Probably change the world but
Now you are just making me feel horrible
Wasting all this time

But thank you
You let me reflect the past
Ponder my future
Cry, laugh, sleep
You bring me the brightest ideas in the most
Abrupt times

I just hope you only come when I want you though