3:02 in the afternoon

What's the mood?
Depending on what it is, is where we go
uuh there we go
No, but really, what are we?
Where are we going?
Why are we going there? because we choose to go there?
What does it mean when you don't learn from the mistakes you say you truly want to change?
Does it mean that we don't truly want them?
It would logically make sense.

Nevertheless, here is a poem about a day in my confusing existence,
or life

(Crazy freakin dream happening) then the yapin
my mind still half in the dream overlaping
fine! the man acknowledges the time
only thing in mind is if he can rewind time
arm stretches fetches the phone and slides right
immediately afterwards is my living room covered in sunlight from outside
mind realizes I didn't snooze
rather slide
is what I choose
hop in the shower immediately without excuse
cause I'm about to be late for my interview
finish my interview
then colaches at dos gatos then to A2
lazy ass me sits on a couch for how long, for who?
for what? you?
yea well her Dani the girl from school
series of unfortunate events or shameless dude
She chose series of unfortunate events from these damn two
like wtf that sucks, but it's in the group project rules for my class, small group
so, im lazy for a little bit longer then head over to school
oh but before that I spit some fire in da booth
then it turns 3:02 in the afternoon