Photo by Tracy Fuentes
i sit in the library with dry, blood shot eyes.
how many pages have I read – no, skimmed – today?
how many social invites have I had to turn away?
i fear that this semester may be my demise.
my to do list only grows in size,
my eye bags put my stress on full display.
today’s class be cancelled, I pray
as I ponder if this exhaustion is worth the prize.
and yet I enjoy my time here,
writing and researching into the night.
I love essays and reading, I’m being sincere,
it’s the only time I truly feel bright.
the lessons I learn each day I hold dear,
but i fear the end that is in sight.
Kindergarten 