Gravity

Gravity is working against me,
and gravity wants to bring me down.

The day's song.

I feel like there's so many responsibilities sometimes, and none the next. The determination to clean and do homework and plan for my future flares like a spark one minute, and is out like the proverbial light the next. I feel like I take on so much, and don't up doing it, or just not seeing the fruits of my labour. Sometimes I feel a masochistic pride in thinking that I'm running myself into the ground; I take on things because when a challenge is offered to me, I can't say no. I know I can't always be the best, but I need to be good. I want to be the one that can do it all, the one people go to and can rely on. Do I have a need to prove myself? Maybe. But not to anyone else, only to me.