Each day when I wake up and I start to dress
I think of my schedule and I start to stress.
From workouts to testing to homework galore,
Each is so draining and class is a bore.
I’m not hardly sleeping, I’m tired and sick
So I’m always exhausted and my running’s not quick.
It’s time for APs and finals– I really hate tests.
Plus concerts and track meets. I am so stressed!
Graduation is coming, the end is in sight.
But I won’t ever get there if I don’t sleep at night.
All motivation has near ceased to exist,
But of all things still to do there’s quite a long list.
And off the side, A brain operation?
Just thinking of that takes all concentration.
In the back of my mind are things I must leave:
All friends and family until Christmas Eve. (not really)
I have to leave Provo and all that I know–
The Creamery, Rock Canyon, great runs, and the snow.
Life is still splendid, I’m so very blessed.
But despite all my bessings, I’m still very stressed.
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I love your poem, Ambie! I can SO relate. Just hang in there for a few more weeks that will go faster than you could say “Shazzamber!” Meanwhile, let’s take a few moments to ponder hanging out on the beach with a seal named Honeygirl. There – that’s much better, isn’t it? 🙂
Now that I’ve read your poem I need a nap. You do have a lot on you plate right now and the next phase of your life requires a deep breath and big leap. However, you’ve lived so beautifully to this point I have now doubt that the opportunities and blessing that lie ahead for you will be most amazing. You’ve got my love and prayers all the way! Sis Chris
This is an awesome poem . . . I feel more stressed already!
Brava, Brava.
That was sweetness Amber. I totally know how that stressed out feeling is (well, most of it). You are an amazing poet.