Why is it so hard to care?
I know that I should be there.
I ignore the bell I hear chime.
Instead I sit and waste time.
There's nothing that I want to do.
The things I enjoy are few.
I know that I should be at work,
But my responsibilities I shirk.
The pills make me no longer sad,
But apathy is just as bad.
So I just let time go by.
I wonder when I'll finally try.