whinges dr cuntyface
denied of handouts
i go sit down
missed ten minutes already now,
and it's all catch up
going for gold on a4 ruled trying to make up
for lost time and sleep
waiting for caffeine to kick in
headbuzzing from all i'm taking in
or trying to
need a poo
last night's greasy wonder getting the better of me
wishing it'd let me be
clench cheeks and wait
trying to be avoiding a wet fart
force eyes open
sat in hope
that we'll finish early
but no rest for the wickedly
keep above the surface
don't drift into sleep you lazy
get het up when the board is wiped
haven't finished but fair play
photocopy the notes anyway
and it's over, ten minutes break
dash over to foyer to take
another hit espresso-style
won't take effect for a while
then back in
prof. flangemacpange's starting
soon head starts jittering from caffeine
half the coffee's in the bin
outside, rushed
physically pushed
to stay attentive
4 hours sleep isn't enough
up till late watching clarence mitchell and stuff
pretended ignorance
of tiredness
downloading
porn till early hours
should've slept, used some nouse
watched news 24 whilst bored
still not that informed
headlines of the day fade away
in one out the other
tomorrow i'll ring me mother
haven't done for a while
fear of telling
truth or lies
not that it'd be a surprise
for her to hear
me down with laziness
gets me in bad cyles
the bike's buggered
front wheel's knackered
can't afford it despite part time work
money's tied up in commute to missus on sat/sun
then midweek drinks n daytime gaming
time crisis 2, metal gear 2 on ps2
i could
well, should
be more productive than this
to do nothing takes the piss
education is higher than it should be,
elevated to a mountain created by me
could be defeated easily
but for now i'll just let it be
feel myself slip slowly into sleep
head on desk, snoring loudly
i know it shows disrespect
just can't help it
tonight it'll change
early night i can manage
but when i get back,
had tea and gonna hit the sack
pub is suggested
beer makes the mind rested
just a few ones
ends as a complete bender
dancing to cheesy tunes
looking like a bunch of clowns
pointy fingers dancing now
get home at quarter to 3
feeling tired and guilty
and tomorrow will be a repeat
of the same old shit
i enjoy it
though i wish i didn't
live the life so stressfully
decline as an inevitability
won't take control and learn
instead naively choose to earn