Papers
Paper paper paper
Dead trees piled by me
Homework essays applications
Stress never seems to cease
Will the work pay off?
Think I'm doomed either way
Wish I could just sit
and play video games
Mama says don't worry
It will all be fine
But I don't want to sleep by cows
for the remainder of my life
Survival of the mind
is fun in its own way
I've got the balancing act
So let come what may
Off to school
Off to work
Awake 'til 3am
Baggy eyes
Anemic thighs
Off to start again