Let's be honest.
Because it's time for honesty, right?
It's time to "put it all out there,"
Because then I have to be accountable.
I've told the world I recognize it,
(The metaphorical Vague Pronouns of my life)
and I've got to do something about it now,
Before I stiffen and die--Right. Where. I. Am.
"Without interest, vigor or determination;
Listless, lethargic," the dictionary says.
(How long am I going to blame this on allergies?!)
Dare I list the number of days I've succumbed to this?
So, I have decided to make some changes,
Because I cannot spend another 12 months like this:
These are not the words that will define me,
They most certainly will not be my legacy.
I will fight it. Bought some vitamins.
I WILL find time to exercise.
I will not let the dream die--NO.
I WILL begin to live again.
