You know
It keeps getting harder
And harder to find motivation
It's one of the hazards
That come with not having
A single occupation
You know
Waking up at 6 AM
For something that's just
So lame
Getting all angsty
Biting my nails
While basically all I do
Is answering mails
And that's how you end up
In a cycle of crisis after crisis
Doing weird shit like
Reading too much into horoscopes
And telling myself that
This is probably not my year
Cause I'm not a Piscis
No wonder why
We end up doing things for
The thrill of it all
Showing off
Putting ourselves out there
In every single social media network
We can get our hands on
Everything feels so odd
But, well
Before everything goes
All wrong
I better find meaning
Somewhere else than a 1975 song
Finally stop believing in this
Mythical search for happiness
Chasing imaginary wealth
Spending idly
Living lavishly
Without a single care
But
Luckily life has showed
Me the way
And I see things clearly now
Because self love
Is what I've found