ShookA Poem by Rudie Rock
Days upon days
A price for a week. I have been lazing about waiting for school to be out. I dropped everything to chase pleasures. I wasted my time now I must take drastic measures. I am slowly drifting out of reality into my panicked state. Nothing is getting done. Deadlines are coming. I won't make it. It's not going to be fine. No one can save me. I am stuck in this mess. Then I remember to stay frosty and finish the rest.
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Added on June 17, 2017 Last Updated on June 17, 2017 Tags: procrastination, fear, anxiety, rush Author
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