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Austin, Texas


I prefer to be by myself when I'm with people

When I get my peace and quiet, I'm alone with my thoughts

They aren't depressing thoughts or anything

I don't actually have thoughts

 

I don't think

I don't do anything

I sit there.

 

I start to think, do I really want to be by myself? 

Do I really want to be with people 24/7? 

It drains me every time

Sometimes a small nap can recharge me

I'd rather have a lazy, sleep day. 

It feels good but i feel sluggish the longer I nap.

I think it's better to do the  former

 

I don't think

I don't do anything

I sit there.

 

Watching sports highlights, waiting for the football season to start.

My body has turned into the couch I'm resting on,

Potato chips sprinkled on there like snow

I could text my friends, but that ruins my idea of a break.

A break from friends, from school, from work, from reality.

Then I go into deep thought.

 

I don't think

I don't do anything

I sit there.

 

I want to be successful.

Am I taking the right steps to get there?

There are people my age playing sports on a professional level

There are people my age getting on the Billboard top 100

I'll be successful.

Love the process

Every mistake I make is a learning experience

 

I don't think 

I don't do anything

I sat there.


 

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