Perfect time is my enemy
Holding me back, just to had me over
To procrastination and it’s goons
Carefully drifting me away from destiny
Perfect time is an illusion
I’ll rather do it now.
I waited a month
For the perfect time to write a piece
And guess what?
It didn’t show up.
Perfect time is now
Perfect time is my creation
It’s up here in my head
Waiting for me to make it reality.
Today is all I ever have
I won’t spend it waiting in illusion.
Now is the perfect time
To respond to my texts
Apologize to my ex
To those I’ve hurt.
If today was my last day
Will I be proud of myself?
Now is perfect time
To say Yes again the Love of Jesus
Not even tomorrow.
My Desires 
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