Whirl

Although the world spins around me in a dizzying whirlwind of information,

I try to focus on my goals and aspirations,

to create is my dream,

though it is also my curse, 

for where I accel with forming creations,

I fail at filling forms,

as if unconsciously, 

the idea of your future lying in the due date of a document,

seems absurd to me,

it can wait, it's nowhere near the due date,

but this creation must be finished today,

I must build,

I must grow,

I must stop spinning.