I woke up out of bed about an hour ago   I’m wondering why I’m so broke   I’ve nestled on the couch about a week or so   I fill my mind with drink and smoke      Inspiration taunts, I try to get away   Apathy as strong as wine   Thinking I can do it, pick up all my slack   But I can’t seem to find the time      Where did I go now I want to know why   I can’t seem to get ahead   Like it was before      Time spent thinking, I waste away   Chasing my own tail around   Searching for the person I thought I once was   I wonder if he can be found?      How will I know when the time is right to try?   Will this monotony end?