Feeling of inadequacy creeps in to me
Accomplishing too little from thinking too much
Fighting darkness with greater dark force
With a heart beating to do good yet loving the evil mood
Confusion is creeping in to me
From what to face with this long list
To pump food for the little darling as I start with the long typing
Desperately yearning to finish the chores and reach thy goals
The nights I wish were longer to stare as they mumble
The days I wish were longer to finish what Was started
The heart that is beating to do good wants to apologize when it carries out evil mood
The heart that wants to give more good is tempted by the bad mood
The heart that wants to be good is living a story that is called motherhood
