Overwhelmed!

Honor-level classes, need new glasses

Midterm crunch, all I can think about is lunch 

Undecided majors, driving dangers

Drivers license test in 2 weeks, feeling meek

Not enough time in the day, losing my way

Parents on my case, losing pace

Feel like I'm being chased by a wraith,

       but I'm not giving up faith!

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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