The days whisper with promises of money

And it’s just so funny

Because I listen with the intent to collect

But this dream is easily wrecked

The work I have to do before I get the prize

To reach the truth I swim through lies

I deceive myself and force myself to move forward

But sometimes, just sometimes it feels real awkward

Sometimes I don’t want to get up

Sometimes I want to just stay stuck in bed

Cover under the sheets, so all my responsibilities can’t find me

And I can just sleep on, till the back of my eyelids looks like a beauty

People I’m tired, of being busy

I just want to rest

No longer put my skills to the test

No longer push forward and try to gain momentum

I want to gather my whole network and tell them

I’m on a break

And then take a nap so long until I awake

In a lake filled with new possibilities new chances and new dreams

If life was a movie I would redo certain scenes

And take a different route

Because I’m about to lose my mind

I have left behind a trail of everything kind

So you can find your way to my place

It’s past emotions you can’t place

But before memories, you don’t want to face

This is where I reside

This is where my motivation died

It is now a crime scene

But instead of blood it spilled every one of my dreams

The floor is covered with everything I want to achieve

And in the center is motivation who no longer breaths

And dedication is the detective looking for clues

Dusting for fingerprints, and in the background, we hear the blues

It’s not my house if it’s not filled with music

And passion is the rookie cop who actually stepped on a few dreams just to get in

Until dedication told him to stop cause he was ruining a perfectly good crime scene

Let me break it down for you what I mean

Sometimes dedication cannot bring back motivation

And certain results only lead to irritation

And passion is to easily confused and will step on dreams to reach another one

So what do you do when your dedication is an alcoholic who hasn’t solved a case in years

And your passion is a rookie who easily breaks down in tears

Your motivation was murdered and you know who did it

What do you do, do you address it or do you forget it

Because I knew who did it,  it was this dude named I’m broke every day

He was a rather convincing fella who had a lot to say

But motivation was ignoring him, wouldn’t listen to a thing he wanted to explain

So I’m broke every day had a lot of pain

This to the point that he decided to murder motivation

What a cruel, cruel thing to do

But this is what makes motivation so coo

Motivation can easily be reborn and get right back on track

And this is where I am at

I’m patiently waiting on my motivation to come back

Until that time I’ll mourn his death

Because that is all I have left

Vino