Bees buzz in my head

No, it's my alarm. Screech!

No escape from my bed

I put my phone out of reach

 

Beside me, scrawled on

paper lies my dream from....

It was last night. Gone

to kingdom come

 

Legends grace the leaf

waves of “genius” written

so full of ideas, brief

by the writing bug, bitten

 

They say true writers;legend

work in waves of

inspiration, work imagined

doing what they love

 

I just hope one day

my words will bring thoughts

like flowers in may

my mind is in knots

 

what will they think

of me, when its time

to read what from the brink

I brought? a crime?

 

Will I ever be good?

Will I ever be known?

As misunderstood?

As strong and grown?

 

My name dreams

of gracing book covers

my ideas without end stream

like affection between lovers

 

My mind drifts back

my eyes find my clock

The time! ACK!

No mom! No time for talk!

 

I'll be late for class!

Late, I can't be

If I want to pass!

You'll never forgive me!

 

From my room I dart

to my warm shower

School tears me apart

I can't listen for the hour

 

My legends always fill

my mind to burst

No real relief until

The page quench my thirst

 

One day I'll collect

My dreams in one piece

which ones will I select?

Which will make it cease?

 

But that day has to wait

for when school is done

then I'll be great

then I'll bask in the sun