Procrastination
After a long day of school
and trying my best
I get home where it is nice and cool
and try to get some rest.
I went to the kitchen to grab a snack
and start on my homework.
My progress was slow and barely made a crack
and my mind is going berserk.
I've decided to give myself a break
and go have some fun.
It was too late before I realized my mistake
I had forgotten there was work to be done.
I rush to finish my assignments in frustration
I've done it again, procrastination.
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