Help me I'm procrastinating I was meant to finish a chapter Instead I baked cinnamon buns I watched two Hobbit movies I spent three hours on my phone I found a creepy picture of anya And contemplated doing a face reveal Even though I only have 100 followers I'm procrastinating And playing with my hair And now I'm writing a poem that doesn't even rhyme And makes no sense Because I procrastinating And my existence also makes no sense Bakugo was meant to say something this chapter But I forgot what it was I'm half way through a line And I'm choking on the smell of yeast And I can't take a good selfie Help me I'm procrastinating My life makes no sense Why did I walk into this room again? To play music pointlessly and stare at my wall? My poster has fallen off the back of my door And I can't be bothered picking it up This poem is going nowhere What you are reading is now officially word vomit I sound like Deku I can't stop staring at this picture of Anya Goodbye
