Muddled

I'm conflicted. I'm distracted. I'm all over the goddamn place.

I'm getting a lot done, but I'm feeling nonproductive.

I'm trying to get right, but I'm just feeling more wrong.

But I feel good.

I feel great.

I feel like no matter how hard it gets I'm going to be ok.

And I don't know.

What might be coming next.

And I don't know.

If it's worse than all the rest.

And I don't care.

Because I've got this dead to rights, I've got life in my sights, and I don't know.

But I think I'm going to make it this time...