Procrastination

The night before the day
In which you say
"I shall revise!",
Do you find it doesn't show
Before your very eyes?
You sort out books and
Pens and space,
And oh! that innocent
Eager face,

Before too long,
You find yourself
Reaching down or
Up to shelves
Taking books or
Doodling;
It all depends on the mood you're in.

Outside is bright
There's so much light,
But, alas - you must stay here,
Final exam is looming near,
Oh 'crastination! -
It's you I fear
Spare us young ones,
From the tragic pleas -
I have to sit my GCSE's!