My focus isn’t complete.
I need something to eat.
Running off of five hours of sleep.
I’m not thinking so deep.
There’s never enough time in a night.
Fun always reaches the height.
Bedtime seems so dreadful,
For I sense tomorrow will be dull.
I’ve been taking more naps,
But it doesn’t really seem too apt.
Give me an extra hour
And my focus will tower!
Give me my leisure,
And I’ll be a pleasure,
But now I hate school.
And wish I could break all the rules.
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