'The List Grows Longer"

I thought last month was bad, but my mistake
This month dragged on, I thought "How long could it take?"
From Girl Scouts and school the work piled up,
Like a volcano about to erupt.

Every day it seemed to get worse and worse
My senior year just seemed like a big curse
The month got worse before it got better
My to-do list grew like a long letter.

My paper was first it had to be fixed,
and my gold award, nothing could get mixed.
I couldn't forget my drama prezi,
With so much to do, my desk was very messy.

Little by little everything got done,
and then the fun had finally begun.
I have just one project left to complete,
And my desk is beginning to look neat!