Festering

Juggling responsibilities, roles, work/life balances, highs and lows, do's and don'ts Don't just stand there, picking skin, twiddling thumbs Reason is racing thoughts around the inner bone curves of my skull My head cavities: thoughts pressed in recesses, blacken and wear through to the other side Pick and scrape the decay away Demons escape and break concentration If they'd ask, I'm fine Mistake my wisdom I'm just telling lies