The clock ticks loud a heavy sound
She stares, unseeing, at the wall
Obligations all around, preparing,
For yet another to fall
Her book lays open, pages stark,
But the words just swim, a blurry haze
A fragile boat lost in the dark,
Through life’s demanding
Endless maze
She needs to rise, she needs to play her part
To smile,
To serve,
To laugh,
To be a perfect grace.
But weariness has seized her heart
A hollow shell, an empty space
The pressure mounts a crushing weight
To keep her grades, to keep the pace
She seals her weary, anxious state
Hoping soon, to find release