As I lay my head to my pillow
My determined mind starts to sprial
Won't take this time to rest
So I'm trapped inside my worries trying my best.
To scare them away with hopes
That one day I'll be able to cope
It drags the day on
Finally it gives up its hold upon
Me I awake two hours later
And I'm running late again, feeling like a crumpled paper.
That's been smoothed out and crumbled to many times.
