If i knew what i had the license to,

too much overfocus

you wanted me too much too much too much 

to the point you thought you are going to lose me anyways

its this wretched over focus , the Machiavellian character

i wanted to please you too much too much too much

and look at me making promises i cant keep 

its this wretched over thinking , the Azazalean character

i wanted to make all things perfect too much too much too much

to the point where i think about my writing projects 

and i keep thinking of writing them 

and i keep thinking , oh woe is me who cant get myself to write because 

i cant let myself go and experiment

and i keep thinking to finish things but oh i wanted it to be perfect 

the over focus being my shackles , binding me blind

what does it mean to let it go?

isn't it to let loose and explore while learning through consequences

but its alright too if i cant learn well 

because then again if i go to overfocus on that

would i ever learn?

why is studies something i keep delaying?

why did i overfocus on it to a point im in disdain?

why did i overfocus on not feeling complete?

isnt that why im feeling obsolete?