What to do, What to do.
My mind is tired;
tired of trying to decide.
My heart yearns for one thing.
My conscience demands another.
Why must I choose?
This time should be mine.
Mine to relax, reflect, recharge.
But why is there always more?
I fear the possibility of nothing.
I regret the planned hours.
Why can't I choose?
Lauren, this is exactly how I am feeling. I want to do nothing but I'm afraid! Beautifully described.
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