Revival-ism

My brain freezes and my fingers won't move, I feel the burden of being myself everyday, is just so much easier behaving like I believe my lies. I can be so much damn more... I feel it; greatness is within my grasp, but slips through my fingers everytime it's fucking near. This spiral is annoying, the good news is that every passing day it's getting smaller, and the end of this cycle could be close. I am exactly the same as I was 5 years, only 5 years older, slower, dumber and fearful. I got spirit, I got heart, I got passion, I got feelings... all at slumber. Someday... I'll wake up.