10 Days To Go

I am barley inspired.
I am so damn tiered.
You might think this is another poem.
But these are the things I am feeling.
While I am writing and breathing.
There is nothing for me.
I am fed up with school you see.

I can't think.
I can't blink.
I just stand there.
Just to stare.
Trying to find a second.
But that won't happen till the end.

Maybe I should stand up and move on.
But the only thing I am living for is my phone.
It has everything.
From google to bing.

This poem might not have a story.
But it's ok, it's a poem only.