This tidbit might sound more like an acid trip
Than actually being tired.
But I swear I'm tired.
So last night,
I'm staying up until midnight
(Again)
Writing (another) essay.
No face time, barely any IMing.
In my frustration,
I started yelling at Elizabeth Bennet,
Lydia Bennet, the Sons of Liberty,
and the Red Coats.
Because I had a history and English essay to write.
Then I went to bed at midnight
And couldn't sleep until one.
I so did not want to wake up
This morning.
Because of the history and theology
Tests I had to take.
Then the rooms changed colors.
From grey to yellow to red
To blue...
It was scary.
Me being tired is not a good thing.
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