College

So many books
Weighing down my bag.
Pages and pages of notes.
Powerpoints and study guides.
Homework, essays,
Papers and quizzes.
Reading assignments
And discussion questions.
Work. Work. Work.
Stress. Stress. Stress.
Then I go to work,
Make some money.
Feels good, but I don't have time
To do anything else.
What little free time I have
Should be spent studying.
But sometimes I just need to breathe.
Relax. Sleep.
Think about me.
I can't complain.
Some people do so much more.
But I envy those full time students
Who don't work, too.
There's a party tonight,
But I work in the morning.
I barely go out anymore,
But I'm proud of what I do.
So I keep my head up,
And look hopefully to the future I'll soon have.