I’m sitting here going out of my mind trying so hard to find my brain that has hidden for dear life I’m on a caffeine high I go to the kitchen for another cup of coffee I have to study tonight and its the only thing that can keep me awake I’m trying so hard to keep my head on straight Who cares when Lydon B. Johnson was president and I don’t know what number is equivalent to forty seven I think I’m going insane It’s about to explode my poor poor brain stretched to the limits and Im fighting to see as I gulp down another cup of coffee My eyes are buggin and my heart is racin I cant keep myself from pacing the floors as I rerun the equations in my mind I’m on a caffeine high full of energy and life I do flips on the living room floor and then do some more I yell out yippee and I only begun I take a deep breath and realize I am way to high strung I yawn and I really want to cry because I think I just wore off my caffeine high
Reason for writing:
Craming for exams so I'm a little high strung
Birth sign: Aries
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