What to do what to do,

i sit and i think 'oh what to do',

i sit here staring at my blank computer screen,

what to do what to do,

tired and alone, lonely and trapped,

i sit in a room, oh what to do,

why do i not do the things i have to do?

I wonder that myself, oh what to do.

I have much to do, but little motivation,

oh what to do.

I have played the games many times now,

all are so easy and dull.

No challenge in my life,

what to do what to do.

I cannot stay inactive for long, otherwise i do evil,

then wish for death as i sit and ponder.

I tire of this loneliness,

oh what to do.

I can go nowhere, i have no means,

trapped in my box, my room,

my only escape is through the little screen i have sitting here,

even that is of little use now.

And even if it was of use the things i would exit to are not the things of God.

They make me sick, they make me more tired,

what to do?

i see now why david wrote his songs as well, for even as i write i am spoken to, i am given knowledge that i would otherwise never have thought of. this is good. i see what i can do, i can do much within God.

What is this mind i have,

where is it supposed to roam,

for assuredly it does not go there!

How do i make it stop,

all of these dreadful thoughts,

of things i do not wish to see,

nor do i wish to hear,

lest i fall to them and die.

I cannot escape my self,

or what it is i do,

but i can always pray to you,

my lord and savior.

I need you always,

for these temptations come every day,

and they will prevail,

without your assistance.