Day in/Day out, by Anna Lorena
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Why does my class seem to get progressively more out of my
grasp?
I seem to be just hanging on and going through the motions.
All I must do takes up time in which I would rather do what
I want.
This creates a problem of sanity falling slowly away from
me;
My creative brain fighting the logic that says 'stay on
task'.
War: Krieg- struggle: Kampf
The inner fight of whether to be good and study or me and
play-
It goes on again, day in and day out with no pause.
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Posted: 2005-03-19 04:34:15 UTC |
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