Blasé

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The day is dull

The sky is gray

My mood is dim

I feel blasé

Life seems meaningless

Motivation is low

I stare at the screen

With nowhere to go

No one who needs me

No one who cares

Void of a purpose

I just sit and stare

I need to get moving

Feel the sun on my face

But I’m glued to this chair

And I’m stuck in this place

A zone of indifference

Self imposed isolation

Not even enough energy

To turn the station

Perhaps tomorrow the sun will shine

And I will dig myself out of this funk of mine

Perhaps tomorrow I will find a way

To banish my feeling of Blasé