Spring to action

I procrastinate
Although I anticipate
Its like somethings telling me to wait
With time comes season the outcome will be great
Restless I need space
But how can I get away
When I have debt to pay
When I try my mind strays
So I stay while my patience fades
Time will set me free so I countdown the days
Like a prisoner, enslaved
Yet I relate more to a mouse in a maze
Although where I am is just a phase
Life is a journey that can lead you many ways
So I remain conscious of the path I pave
Because im not giving up tommrow nor today
I plan to shape my future like a sculptor does clay
If blood and sweat is all it takes Give me a knife and some weights
And I will set things straight
Because with life comes strength
Dont let yours go to waste