The final week approaches,
it has reared its ugly head.
The pressure is off the roof,
and my brain feels almost dead.
Meaningless hours wasted,
crunch time is finally at hand.
How I wish to reach the end
unscathed while my legs still stand.
Red Bull cans in my trash,
I yearn for rest in sleepless days.
Work never seems to get done,
and my thoughts are adrift in a haze.
Deadlines, projects and finals,
This is not what I asked for...
Every idea comes with a struggle
It feels like I'm going to war.
No time for rainbows or sunshine.
It's blood, sweat and tears.
I panic in fright and ask myself:
How will I conquer my fears?
I answer & say "It's just one week"
Everything will come to pass.
This nightmarish week from hell
can frankly kiss my ass!
it has reared its ugly head.
The pressure is off the roof,
and my brain feels almost dead.
Meaningless hours wasted,
crunch time is finally at hand.
How I wish to reach the end
unscathed while my legs still stand.
Red Bull cans in my trash,
I yearn for rest in sleepless days.
Work never seems to get done,
and my thoughts are adrift in a haze.
Deadlines, projects and finals,
This is not what I asked for...
Every idea comes with a struggle
It feels like I'm going to war.
No time for rainbows or sunshine.
It's blood, sweat and tears.
I panic in fright and ask myself:
How will I conquer my fears?
I answer & say "It's just one week"
Everything will come to pass.
This nightmarish week from hell
can frankly kiss my ass!
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