Oh, The Horror! (My Own Life)

Oh, The Horror! (My Own Life)

They say I'm responsible for my own bright smile?

I thought that was someone else's job for a while!

My happiness? Mine? That's simply absurd!

I'm sure it was promised, I definitely heard,

Someone else was in charge, a magical sprite,

To make all my days feel fluffy and light!

My energy levels are currently low,

My "how I show up" is a bit of a slow

Shuffle of feet and a questionable stare,

Blaming the weather, the state of my hair!

The energy you bring? That's a heavy demand!

Can't I just borrow some from the nearest bland

Person beside me? Just a little bit, please?

My motivation's allergic to ease!

Defining what matters? Oh, that's way too deep!

I'm busy deciding which snacks I should keep

For emergency munching, a crisis so real,

Like running out of biscuits, how awful I feel!

What matters? Uh, comfy pants? And a good show?

Don't make me think hard, my brain starts to slow!

Telling the truth when it's really quite tough?

Like admitting I ate the last cookie... enough!

Or that my grand plans involved staying in bed?

The truth is a monster inside of my head!

It's much easier blaming the cat or the dog,

Or a mysterious, happiness-stealing fog!

Paying for my life? With money and effort and time?

Can't I just find it all under a dime?

Like finding a twenty inside an old coat?

I'd rather just drift, on a responsibility boat

That someone else rows, while I sunbathe and sigh,

And wonder why wonderful things just pass by!

Waking up daily and doing the work?

To make progress on things where my duty might lurk?

But sleeping is lovely, and dreaming is grand!

Why work for success when there's sleep close at hand?

Progress is tiring! It wrinkles your brow!

Can't progress just happen to me, right about now?

Okay, wait... there's a feeling... a twist in my gut...

Could it actually be... I'm stuck in a rut

That I have created? This can't be correct!

My heart's doing leaps, I'm starting to fret!

That responsibility thing... it's coming for ME!

Oh, the hilarious, horrible, plain reality!

Nobody owes me... a single darn thing?

No prince on a white horse, no fairies to sing

And fix all my problems, no lottery win?

Just... me? Where on earth do I even begin?

This emotional ride is quite bumpy and steep!

My secrets of laziness, I can no longer keep!

But... if I owe myself... everything that's good...

Maybe I could stand up... maybe I should.

It's less funny now, but there's power, it seems,

In chasing my own incredibly silly dreams!

So goodbye to the blame, and goodbye to the wait,

I guess I'll just have to control my own fate!