motivation.

i have none.
nothing to push me to revise,
work towards something that will actually get me somewhere.

so yesterday i neglected macbeth,
ignored my maths books,
and did nothing.

i daydreamed,
i watched a film,
i ignored the world for a couple of hours.

it was peaceful,
relaxing.
it was lazy,
yet the guilt hasn't quite reached me yet.

yet, i still have none.
so now i'm just going to push myself to do it,
make myself open my revision book,
and analyze macbeth.
because if i don't,
i know i'm going to regret it.