(Sometimes) My Mind Doesn’t Know What’s Best for Me

I freakin’ swear
I didn’t care
to run at all today.
But I laced up
and left my pup
to do it anyway.
I freakin’ swear
I didn’t care
to get off the couch and go.
But down the street
went my feet
my mind grumbling in tow.
I freakin swear
I didn’t care
to see people passing by.
But when I felt
my bullshit melt
I knew the reasons why.
I freakin swear
I didn’t care
to move at all today.
But when I was done
with my damn run
I felt much better than ‘okay’.

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