Tired

Sleep. I need sleep.
Consciousness unwanted.
Over breakfast, slowly realize
The extremity of exhaustion.
Forcing myself to participate,
Another class rolls by.
This day needs to end.
Morose midday.
All the wrong thoughts come flooding back.
Lurch through lunch,
Try not to make friends fret.
Nothing's wrong, exactly.
One more class.
Snapping back to reality.
Again.
Again.
Take the quiz.
Is this right?
Who knows?
Turn it in, walk away.
Try to trust myself.
Waiting for one last display,
Fend off frustration and feelings of failure.
Brief break of boring,
But once again I'm dozing.
Finally, the last demand of the day: dinner.
Eat, talk, laugh, distract the self.
Repress regrets.
Day winds down,
So does my head.
Remember that only your mind let you down.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Dare to enjoy it.