Here I Am

Here I am at 9am
My laptop bloody dead
Can’t charge it cause of them
Feeling like a clunk head

Here I am on my chair
Face glued to the iphone
With nothing new to share
What I’ve learned from home

Here I am hearing words
Lacking meaning in my head
Gibber’s the merely verb
My lecturer has fed

Hope I don’t fall asleep
Counting the number of sheep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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