Competition

What good is it try, what good is it to ask I'd rather sit here, despise instead of trying it's a pain in the a** to accomplish something no one is even aware of. Something so dense,thick my minds going foggy feeling kinda drowsy, couple more notes and this will be the end, no quatrains, no now they are couplets taking their sweet time, their peaceful time while others are working for a dime and there's nothing to grasp on- to right now it's all in the head those thoughts theatrically dead