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Today I feel unmotivated to finish my homework. No matter what I do, there's always work to be done. It's a never-ending cycle... No one has ever managed to escape it. The only way out of not doing anything is either to die or become a hobo, but even hobos have to do things in order to survive. I need to clear my head and get into gear. How would I benefit the world if I can't simply finish a Government homework assignment? I have big aspirations for myself. I just need to get my mind focused. My name is not of importance, because what is in a name? Juliet was right. A rose would still smell pleasant even if it wasn't a rose. The things happening right now are overwhelming. I read quotes telling people to NOT BE AFRAID! GO OUT AND LIVE! How could someone live as such when there's so much work to be done? Look at that. 6 minutes I could've spent on my homework, instead I wrote this half page. I'm not trying to be pessimistic, but realist. I do believe in the betterment of people, even though everyone does not start out on equal footing. Maybe it's symmetry. Maybe it's just hormones. The world now seems barren to a 15-year old girl whose only solace is in the company of her family and friends, along with the comforting smell of art markers and paints. I need more time. More time. More time.














To do the things I want to do.

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