Procrastination

Suddenly I can't stay here anymore,
So many questions to be solved,
Love is making me become too unsure,
And I'm so confused, I feel too involved.

Sometimes it's easier to procrastinate,
Hiding in the pits of my own empty rhymes,
Sometimes it's easier to leave the questions to fate,
And I guess this is one of those times.

I must leave this place before I get too concerned,
But my defences are already falling,
Seems to petty affection my intention was turned,
No one can hear me calling.

Can't delay this forever, search for the key,
Trying to get out, it's time to leave,
Look at my life, at what has become of me,
Deep confusion, I've grown too naive.

I've found it easier to hang back,
My mind living its emancipation,
I've found it safer to fall of track,
And fall to complete procrastination.

For Alex