Diligence

Studying Muddying

Sipping my cup of joe

Working so hard until

The dead of night.

Thanks to my work, I’ve no

Availability

It is so challenging

Staying upright.

 

Tickity Tockity

I will run out of time

Zipping through my work like

The speed of light.

Racing heart, sweating palms

Atychiphobia

Little there’s left to do

The end’s in sight.

This poem is about: 
Me
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