The Procrastination
What could compel me to begin?
To turn beginning in to end
Why do I dread the start
With apprehension or apathy in the heart
Endless ways to stall
My bane, my downfall
To linger in the pauses
Contract and expand the clauses
To make duty wait
To be drawn in by every bait
This is my curse, to procrastinate
I also am a procrastinator. Something that really helps me is when I remind myself that I won't (typically) regret doing the thing I'm putting off. Like working out; no matter how much I don't feel like exercising, if I remind myself I won't regret it, it gets me over the hump.