25 June 2012
I have a case of the Mondays, Terrible, I admit, Start of the week! It should be great! Yet here in bed I sit.
I'm way too tired to get up, I'm way too tired to sleep, Wishing it was Friday, But instead the days all creep.
I feel as though I've not slept, And there're rings under my eyes, Can't wait until the weekend, Where all the true fun lies.
The problem being this thing: I'm tired on weekends too, I'm exhausted constantly, I wish this term was through.
Traitorous weekly hours, Crawling, no regrets, Every time I wake up, This dreaded exhaustion sets.
The Mondays aren't too pleasing, In fact they kind of suck. To feel so damned downhearted, On Monday's just my luck.
The Mondays. • Opuss № I