...seem heavier than before
fate hits me in my face
though you feel nothing

only time will heal you say
your words my therapy
but half of me is gone
my dearest treasure torn away


Yes, I've got a lot to do, and yes I'm not doing much of it. A little perhaps, but it's a slow progress, even when I put my mind and effort into it.
I keep getting distracted by my own thoughts.
I keep wondering how my life might have been. Just start changing everything from the start, and see what I could have been instead.
There is something that bothers me more though... And it just keeps hitting me in the face. When I wish it could go away, it's there. When I'm trying to sleep, it's there. My mind just keeps remiding me of my own nature...
Damn my mind.