I know I'm just complaining.
I know I'm freaking out.
I know that being busy
Is what college is about.
I know I'm missing sleep;
I know my diet's lacking.
I'm twitching and I'm hyper
From the sugar I've been snacking.
Four papers due on Thursday,
Three projects due next week.
My eyes are dull and bleary
And my attitude is bleak.
Two jobs to work, two majors,
Relationship maintaining,
Perhaps a chance to exercise
To lose the weight I'm gaining.
Can I please just have some down time?
Can I please sleep six hours through?
Can I please not have to be somewhere
Or anything to do?
My attitude is snappish:
I'm impatient, prone to tears.
I dramatize my woes
And succumb to all my fears.
I'm like a hunted animal:
I don't like what I've been.
I can't love what I am learning--
There's no time to soak it in.
So then: how to survive this?
The demands are piling high.
I'm "supposed to go to college,"
But right now I can't tell why.
postscript
If the point of going to college is to learn well my field of study, how am I supposed to do that if there's no time and it's all I can do to keep my head above water?