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anticipating, anxiety, apathy, deceit, disappointing, distraction, expectations, failure, faith, lack of stress, lost momentum, lost sensibility, picture, poem, procrastination, progress, quote, result, rock bottom, searing fear, self-loathing, surrender, trepidation, troublesome sleep, unintentional
I can’t do it dear father
I don’t have what it takes to compete
I’ve filled your ears with lies
The promise in my eyes
An unintentional deceit
I’ve lost faith in myself
Have found self-loathing
My nonexistent progress
It’s the chief cause of my lack of stress
Vulnerable to procrastination
Apathy and distraction
I’ve hit rock bottom
Have lost all momentum
All sensibility
There’s no trepidation of failure
No troublesome sleep
No anxiety, no searing fear
I can’t meet your expectations
I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me
The results will be disappointing
Not even close to what you’re anticipating
