I sit in my bed contemplating sleep

It's 3 AM again, but it is so early

I still have to speak to Jefferson about his ideas on federalism

I still  need to figure out how to ask Pythagoras about his golden ratio

I still have to dicuss Barbara Ehrenreich about her reference s to Chinese communism


I sit at my desk contemplating life

It's 3 PM again, but it is so late

I still have to walk to work then off to dance and drill practice

I still have to come home and decide what is more important

My sanity or My grades?

My stability or My future?


I sit on the floor contemplating death

I have no idea what time it is, but It's time to go 

I still have to rest

I stil have to end this



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