Each terms begin with hope.
Another chance to do it right.
Use that planner.
Go to office hours.
As the weeks start to go.
So to does your motivation.
The planner sits unopened.
The office never visited.
And then one night you look around
And realize everything is due.
Tomorrow you said yesterday
Well tomorrow can only come so many times
Sleep is long since forgotten.
Coffee is your true companion.
Oh it's the end of the term.
Panicked texts.
Long nights.
Wondering how badly you need a degree.
Oh it's the end of the term.
Questioning your major.
Questioning your intelligence.
Questioning where you left that book.
Oh it's the end of the term.
Until finally
You crack
Or you pass
Oh it's the end of the term.
