Minutes slip away and hours drag on,
so many wasted...so many gone.
I'm just searching for someone to relate to,
a place where I can find something,
someone new.
and maybe a hint of motivation
to end this complacency.
I miss things I used to have;
careless companionship, a family.
Everything seemed difficult then,
but now I'm alone.
Alone, except for you.
I waste so much time when you're gone.
Minutes slip away, and hours drag on
and I'm left with a pen in my palm
searching for motivation,
or someone to talk to.