No sleep,
no bed.
Just floor,
and under your bed.
All of this,
so you can show off another 'A' to them all.
You forgot your food last night,
you ignore the noises your stomach makes for the words that filter through your head.
You haven't slept,
in over a week.
Why they ask why,
your already half way asleep.
Take a breath,
try to concentrate.
Forget the world,
and learn even more.
How many days have you hidden those circles under your eyes,
from every suspicious sight.
Read some more,
turn your music up.
Drown the world,
in your facts of fluorescent lights.
Shut them up,
with all that talk.
Make them stop,
by not showing up.
You have to work,
you have to be the best.
You have to win,
no second best.
You scoff at their silly games,
you know better than to play that way.
No time for fun when your busy studying your life away,
no time to play with that fag anyways.
Come on,
who really needs eight hours of sleep,
drink a monster and keep awake.
Insomnia is not your game,
but you have ways to stay awake.
Yeah,
you know it all.
Yeah,
you have it all.
Inside that head,
that never rests.
Pound away,
keep running.
Don't let your eye's drop,
from that prize of learning.
Just keep going,
forget the pain.
Just keep studying,
no matter how much it hurts your brain.
They'll never mock you again,
your so great at this game.
Just keep studying,
you'll get your 'A'.
Just keep running,
till your heart gives way. . . |
Submission Name: Study to Death
