Deadline

This is a poem about deadlines

I have a date

August 12th

I and she will eat

and in the park we will meet,

And on that day I get

the last chance

of before everything

is late

What am I late for?

School that will lead to future.

It's always these days

when a man regrets

time wasting

and not managing

Instead of crying

what should you do?

Instead of worrying

when should you go?

Instead of self beating

shouldn't you now know?

That every minute is wasting

as you type this poem.

You made a list

To every homework.

what now?

You think and think

to what would lurk,

so what now?

You talked to people

asked guide and sort,

SO WHAT NOW?

The deadline is death

yet there are agreement.

The deadline should be death

yet here you are screaming.

The deadline can be death

if you don't care what everything meant.

So should deadline be death,

to make excuses not to implement.

They say school is important,

they say education is the key to success.

That I do not disagree.

I was just busy,

procrastinating to avoid responsibility.

Because I'm poor and I lack focus.

That hinders me because this mind,

films and draws bad scenarios.

Is this a poem?

Should this be a song?

Is the deadline long?

No

I am sorry,

I cannot keep up.

Deadline I just passed by,

because I focus not.