It took me almost an hour to
Get warm enough to sleep.
You keep the room far too cold for me.
I expected my phone to vibrate to
Wake me for the class I dread.
But it was yours ringing, instead.
Talk, talk, talk, don't you ever shut
Up? I grunt and roll over, but
It's no use.
You don't get it.
Is there a reason you can't go in the other
Room? Of course not, but
You're too lazy.
Or stupid.
Yes, keep up the baby talk!
It doesn't matter that I still have
Half an hour to sleep!
I leave the room, but, in
The end, you get up, too.
Remind me, why not do that in
The first place?
I was so pissed at you, I even
Forgot to grab my glasses.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Spring Fever
Sitting in this lousy
Dorm, I've considered flinging myself out
The window, though
I know
It's too thick for me to break.
Cracking my back - thank you to
The comfortable dorm mattress -
I miss my mattress.
Two more weeks; well,
Plus exams, but I don't want to
Think about those.
Tomorrow another class where
The professor is too lazy to teach us.
Yesterday was a midterm, about a quarter
Of which was covered neither
In class nor in the book.
Loud music outside; they must
Not care about their grades.
I'm sick of caring, but I can't stop.
I don't even want to wake up in the morning,
But I don't want not to, either.
My stomach growls and I feel
It shrinking - thank you disgusting
Door room food.
I miss real food, where
the flavor hasn't been sucked
Out of all the veggies.
I hope they haven't sucked it from me.
Dorm, I've considered flinging myself out
The window, though
I know
It's too thick for me to break.
Cracking my back - thank you to
The comfortable dorm mattress -
I miss my mattress.
Two more weeks; well,
Plus exams, but I don't want to
Think about those.
Tomorrow another class where
The professor is too lazy to teach us.
Yesterday was a midterm, about a quarter
Of which was covered neither
In class nor in the book.
Loud music outside; they must
Not care about their grades.
I'm sick of caring, but I can't stop.
I don't even want to wake up in the morning,
But I don't want not to, either.
My stomach growls and I feel
It shrinking - thank you disgusting
Door room food.
I miss real food, where
the flavor hasn't been sucked
Out of all the veggies.
I hope they haven't sucked it from me.
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