everything was a mess nothing was clear.
School, work, applications, girl scouts and more.
Where I should start? I wasn't even sure.
There was papers and homework and projects.
Who knows what would be assigned to me next.
Everything was starting to pile up
Like a volcano, ready to erupt
I made a list of what I had to do
I knew that doing this wouldn't be fun.
I did some research and wrote some essays
It felt like everything would take some days
Little by little the pile was gone,
At the end of each day I began to yawn.
I learned to not let things get out of hand
Now I can relax and listen to a band.
