Life.

I'm not sure whether it's dragging by or flying by.

The days all seem like a blur,

The faces, too.

And the nights timeless

But I guess that's alright.

I'm way over my head with stuff to do,

And getting it done is killing me.

My grades are steadilly declining,

One by one.

And the weirdest part is-

I'm trying harder than ever.

Maybe I'm just not as smart as everyone seems to think.

My mind can't really settle on an emotion.

One second I'm in the sad

Then I'm mad

Then I'm..happy.

Strange, I know.

I don't have much to look forward too,

Which is something in life I need.

Maybe I'll make something for myself to do soon.

A certain goal.

I dunno.

It could be fun.