Friday, 13 February 1998

Very Tried

I don't know what to do in these moments,
It's the second week of this semester.
There are tons of homework and assignments,
And she phones me to go out for supper.
Books, notes, and papers cover my table;
Shirts, pants, and jackets cover my pillow.
My condition is very terrible,
My energy level is very low.
For now I'm interested in nothing,
In my red eyes, everything's ugly.
After supper she wants to go dancing,
When I refuse her, she becomes angry.
I wish I could leave and have a shower,
Sleep for a day, not buy her a flower.

                       by Pang

1 comment:

pang said...

Special thanks to Ms. J. Clark for helping me out on the last line of this poem.