The clock ticks, it never stops
And yet, I never start
The day is gone, no work is done
And I know, in my heart
That to be a lazy bum
Of which I am right now
Will never get me anywhere
And this, I won't allow
I laugh in bitter irony
That is in all that I have said,
For in doing what I am right now
This I am going against
All that must be done is before me
No difficulty too extreme
The problem is in fact not the problem
The only problem here is me
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