Falling asleep

Every week’s too busy.
Studies come first.
In a fast paced society like the one we live in,
One must devote his time to what matters most.

With no time for rest
And none to speak of for relaxation,
I carry myself, dragging my feet, heaving my bag
And make my way to the place I’m too familiar with.

Outside these walls,
behind other doors,
is the place where I’d rather be.

The mundane life I live
I’ve gotten used to it.
We all have.

The bore of it all
gets to me.

I’m falling asleep.


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