Nomind #16 - A Little Insight

So now... it's another day when I stress...
I don't feel stressed right now why do I even say it?
It's like I tell myself beforehand I'll have bile when the day ends?
When still my work all piles and I have not the sense to nae delay it.

But I do. I can move through work for a week.
In just a day, if I just choose to and do verbally speak.
And do adversity seek. And do recurse for the weak.
And don't polish till I wear down whatever waddles to me.

Like a lobotomy's free, so is the lack of all challenge.
People with mental issues somehow all seem to seek such a balance.
When they have their whole day free and just leave it to malice.
To pick at their mind, pick it apart and leave tattered.

But to let my mind have it's course, that never mattered to me!
I'm a control freak! My mind is all my matter to me.
Just like we shouldn't with the government I will a never allow it to be.
Totally self-essential, it's detrimental I'd go mental!

And my mind all bleak. And my mind's eye all ditto.
Like AI, not programmed for a purpose, all too belittled.
What service it can do it may surface if we give it all,
The attention it needs to sputtle and pick up the brittle.

Petles of purpose is all, we need to bloom our flower.
Vacuumed our life of weak-minded wit for the cowards power.
For higher towers, where we can hide till the end of time.
I said I'd go places but I won't take THAT climb.

Oh no it's going down. I climb the Grounds.
Make Fulp proud. Make great rhyme. Waste my time.
Why play round, this life's a game I hate now,
I think I need... new stimuli...

To live a little not live a lie!

Fat of the land not thin skies.
I think a little thimble's insight!.
It shields you in life. It leaves you a vice.
What to do with it? I've glee for surprise.

It's in sight. This neon at night.
And I... don't know what I like.
Don't know why I like. Don't know.
Who am I? And why.