So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.
It's just been a day. Just a day. Just a wasted day. What I would give for the concentration and determination to finish my work.
I know I can do it. I know I can ace all my subjects. If, in the end, I don't do so, it means I didn't try hard enough. I don't want that situation to arise.
Leave me be, if you please. You're too distracting.
What a falsehood.
I'm way too distracted. And I can't help it.
And so Death takes us,
When we are uncertain still,
Looking back at broken toys on the floor,
Not fully reassured of better replacements tomorrow,
But going off to sleep anyway, eyelids almost overcome with sleep,
And wondering if we've experienced all there is to experience, when one is still
Alive.
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