Chaos.

I can always find something wrong

Something to worry about

Complain about

My mind is gifted at causing my own suffering

Untrained & disobedient

It drifts from lane to lane

Speeding at 130mph down the highway

Out of control

Rarely grateful

Often a victim

Always right

All else is wrong

Happiness always found around the corner

Grand delusions of

Discipline, commitment, and focus

Today I can make an effort to pave this new path

If not now

Then when?