I’m laughing at jokes when it’s far too late

And falling asleep before the clock hits eight

I’m crying at something that happened long long ago

And forgetting things that a child would know

I’ve been reading the same line over again

Forgetting that it had been already read

I’ve been reading the same line over again

Forgetting that it had been already read

Bags under my eyes the size of the moon

I’m beginning to look just like a racoon

I’m snapping at people just trying to aid me

I’m sorry my friends, I’m just feeling crappy

I wish I could sleep, but you see I cannot

I have less time to study then what I had thought