So Denied

As I lay here, I know I have things to do. But I can't get motivated. Can't fight the urges. Distractions. So many distractions. To much to do. Not enought time. God why did this happen to me. Since when did I become like this? Since when did I have the feeling of insecurity? The weight keeps building up. I can't lov eyou. But you can love me. The sense it all makes. Why can I be better off as just your best friend? The one with those benefits?