Sleepless nights and restless day
Mind in a fog, almost a daze
School has got me in a craze
Homework and test every week
I just want to go home and get some sleep
But every time I lie I hear my alarm bleep
Sometimes, I just want to sit ob the side of the bed and weep
In Math class, I'm always in a slumber
WHO knew math contained more letters than numbers?
Sitting here and waiting because Friday is what I seek , man HOW did I get through the week
Too bad I have to do this EVERY WEEK!?
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