Wednesday Monotony


It's a Wednesday in November

And I'm struggling to keep my eyes open

I must look a mess

My eyes are droopy

And my hair is unbrushed

I'll admit, I didn't try at all this morning

I would have rather stayed in my bed

And slept the day away

My least favorite classes all in one day

My teachers drone on

My eyes are getting heavier

And I'm tired, hungry, and thirsty all at the same time

Oh, this Wednesday monotony!


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