God

i got a whole lot between me and you. the most constant thing that gets in my way, is my way. i don't know what to do, except i do. but i don't want to do what i have to do. but i must. everyday is a constant of choices set before me. all or nothing. sometimes i choose all today i chose nothing. heartless, concrete hearts of neutrality. feeling little to avoid work. recouping from a sleepless night. lots of people and no people, no energy and deep down inside energy. no quiero ver a nadie. i don't even know where to begin. where does my story end? where does my line begin? what does it all really mean? searching for signifcance, searching for the deeper truths, i just want to be done with it all, and yet haven't begun.