
I live life in a constant struggle
To snatch back stolen time, as I try to juggle
Multiple responsibilities in the space of a day
I fight sleep and exhaustion in every way
To get some time for myself to splurge
On things I like, some time to purge
Stressful thoughts of things to do
From my mind, find some clarity too
But even as I try to relax there is a voice
Within me that criticizes me for my choice
To “waste” time when my task list is incomplete
Worrying about that list does further deplete
The time that I can in solitude spend
So I end up sleeping later than I intend
I rebel against the lack of time adequate
Thus I continue to procrastinate
Going to bed, this cycle never ends
I still never have enough free time to spend