What is a lie you tell yourself?

I haven’t got time,
it runs away from me,
I’m lazy.
But really I’d be fine,
or better, if I could see
more clearly.
Not waiting for a sign,
a random thing to free
my priority.
Now is a happening line,
putting things on it a key,
with flexibility
Let important things shine,
like beacons across the sea,
quite sincerely.

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