#48 Going Through the Motions

Maybe I’m lazy
Or perhaps I don’t think it’s worth it
But something inside of me doesn’t want to try to fight this depression
To pick up the phone and ask for help
To talk myself out of these negative thoughts
When walking to work is the consequence for missing the bus
Asking for a ride is defiance
Even if it’s only 25 Farenheit

I can’t explain why I equate payment with pain
But I’ve trained myself by it;
Suffer in silence
Don’t see the virtue in whining

And I don’t know I see things any differently,
But halfway through my walk I made the call anyway

Any thoughts?

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