Lack of Sleep

It always happens. When I lack the ample amount of sleep, I end up straining my eyes for nonsense. What with trying to mechanically construct sentences that speak of nothing? What with mechanically typing from a mind whose thoughts are in an immersion in a sea of doubt, anxiety and cluelessness?

Inside my mind is a cloud of uncertainty  I cannot describe. I wish to find clarity but I can't seem to manage. I want to go somewhere but I do not have the directions on how to get there. Only left with a lot of time wasted figuring out ways to move, I feel stuck at a certain crossroad not knowing which way to go. I know where I want to go but the paths all seems the same! It's either I feel boxed out or what.

In this predicament, I find myself as the only solution to my dilemmas. I only need time but for some reasons, I choose not to spend it for thinking. Hay... I want to give my mind a rest. Summer is over and I haven't prepared for the next season...

For the mean time, I just want to surround myself with people who can tolerate me and ride with the limitless eccentricities that I can manifest. I wish for no one to attempt imposing things on me, for which I have been exhausted my entire life.

Let me set my spirit free.
Allow me to let things be.

Anxious.
Deliberately getting off track.

Maybe it was the inability to function wholly, healthily.
Maybe it was just the lack of sleep.

Identify the things that are, and the things that are just merely...
a state of mind.