She’s had a lot of ideas
Far too many she fears
She just wants to do so much
Suddenly all is a rush
Leaving things till later
Is the way for her
She doesn’t mean to be this way
Lacks self-discipline but hey
She’ll get there, this she knows
As her ambitions continue to grow
She just needs motivation of sorts
That’s the plan and train of thought
Time ticks on and so does her dream
Lost a year already, what could’ve been?
Collected information sits on the side
Gathering dust tonight
Tomorrow though she’ll start it all
Deadlines to complete for this fool
She berates herself as she must
Even herself she can’t really trust
But she thrives under pressure
Even though she hates it in equal measure
And all will be done at the last minute again
Who’s she trying to kid and pretend?
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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