1 AM

Shouldn’t it be earlier?
Yet I’ve arrived here again
And again
and
again
It’s 1 AM
Blank in the mind
Yet blueprints of plans lie everywhere
I’m tired
It hurts everywhere
And yet I’m still in the struggle
The struggle is real
Yes
But what about Progress?
I guess this is all a matter of privilege
Maybe I can’t do it
And I’ve been lying to myself
Or maybe I can
But I just don’t got it
(right now) or Right now
Is it a thought or a fact?
1 AM