Close touching the far bottom

I've been here all along the way.
Waking different day by day.
On a day off what can I really start to say.

Laziness consumes one of many.
Like a storm of procrastination there is plenty.

Where was I in those days and strong nights?
I was good I tell and brag to many promised no fights.
Just all city lights.
Fishing is a game in life, lines out for fish hungry for a win.
But still no bites.