Unfocused and in a Frenzy

Its hard to focus in on the matter at hand with so many particulars written down in my plans. So many fates are resting in my hands, I have to balance out all the negatives with "I cans." But I find it hard to focus my attention...
To hell with the deadlines and if you call me for a favor, you're gonna get a dead line
Damn punching the time clock, I'll show up when I want, say something to me and you might get clocked
Enough with the paper trails and reports, face-to-face is the only sure way to build up rapport
Can't stand to make anymore checklists, but if I continue to forget, surely I'll be check less
I'm ready to rip up the calendar, fuck it, I ain't calling him or her
Not checking anymore phone messages, damn I've become a mess in my ages
And its hard to focus on the matter at hand, so many requests, so many plans. So many fates are resting in my hands, expecting me to come up with endless "I cans." But I find it hard to focus my attention...So, I dare not pay it.