#The second poem I could dig up. Please let me know what you think. It would make my day if you would spend five minutes of yours writing a review.#
Sneak up From Behind
Feelin' hungry, feelin' tired.
Feelin' like my brain is wired.
Feel like all my time just slips away.
Can never find some time to play.
Get up early, go to school.
Forgot my stuff, feel like a fool.
Listen to teachers drone away.
Adding more homework to top off the day.
Going home now, almost feel free.
'Cept for the books that are piled up on me.
Goin' in circles, runnin' around.
Feel like a clock that was too tightly wound.
Some days are like this, some days are not.
I just keep asking for it to all stop.
Just give me a second, to take a deep breath.
But no time is given, there's no seconds left.
I'm not ungrateful, I know I'm complaining
It's just there's some days where it never stops raining
My life is a good one, there's no doubt in my mind.
Just I'm getting tired of things sneakin' up from behind.
