@The Flying Chipmunk

Tired eyes
White lies
Time flies
My soul cries.
Catching up with news
No time to lose
Not even to hit snooze
Certain to confuse
My exhausted mind
Not the efficient kind
Concentration hard to find
Forever falling behind
Never-ending to-do lists
Frustration in clenched fists
Awaiting magical twists
Or interventions of psychologists.
Always thinking I can do more
Despite increasing chores
What do I do this to myself for?
Never been so time-poor.
Cannot multitask 
Too much of an ask
In glory I will not bask
But the stress I can mask.
Fast as a snail
Productivity fail
Unanswered emails
Procrastination prevails.
Can’t do critical thinking
Mental faculties sinking
Incapable of linking 
‘Cos I don’t have an inkling.
Need my hand held
For unrest to be quelled
Academic desire repelled
The great Pompeii was felled.
Can’t be bothered with stats
Would rather work with cats
Or consume saturated fats
Please give me constant pats.
Wanna bury my head in the sand
But from the beach I’m banned
Lend me a helping hand!
Under my feet, is there land?
Late nights in the library
Weariness plain for all to see
A power plant I wish to be
But instead, I’m just me.
Gantt charts disobeyed
Nerves all but frayed
My PhD feeling so betrayed
Perhaps I’ll finish… in a decade.
Motivation mismatch
Enthusiasm hard to catch
Onto a Shinkansen I must latch
In an exit plan I must hatch.
Am I on the right track?
It’s too late to turn back
Can’t afford to slack
If I’m to be Dr. Mak.
Drowning in books
No time to cook
Dishevelled looks
I don’t give a f***.
Too tired to eat
Getting up no mean feat
Always feeling the heat
Sorry, again I can’t meet.
Wanna catch up with friends
But time I cannot bend
And deadlines I can’t amend 
Upon mercy I must depend.
Running into dead ends,
Into madness I descend.
A messy flat
Unfit for a cat
A zone for combat
What am I playing at?
Dishes in a pile
The length of the Nile
Washing up so futile
Just wanna run a mile.
Unrecycled boxes
Unsolved paradoxes
Discarded socks
In need of a detox.
Never enough sleep
Before the alarm goes ‘beep’
Clothes crumpled in a heap
You sow what you reap.
Too much screen use
Frankly, it’s abuse
I’ve got no excuse
Just the mind’s a bit loose.
I used to tackle deadlines
Now I can’t handle felines
Surely a sign 
Of the great decline.
I have to confess
To always saying yes, 
Leaving me in a mess
‘Cos I can’t do my best.
Too much to juggle
Oh what a struggle
When I’m only a muggle
Who just wants to snuggle
Under my duvet
To pass the whole day
And keep the blues at bay
But my PhD will pay.
Can’t rest for love nor for money
It’s not even funny
Honey, here it ain’t so sunny
Can’t make me a happy bunny.
Laptop full of hair
What a ‘mare
But not so rare
‘Cos I despair
At my anxiety
A liability
I’m all at sea
And just can’t be.
This is how I’m wired
Not to be desired
Takes too much to be admired
Hard to get inspired.
Finding constant obstacles
In confounding variables
Feels so impossible
Need a miracle.
Nothing goes to plan
Now it’s nearly Jan
From my PhD I nearly ran
I’m not its biggest fan.
An energy hog
Feel like a frog
In a warming bog
A long, torturous slog.
Progress hard to trace
Can’t keep up the pace
To last the whole race
No time to tie shoelace.
Wondering why everything takes ages
Like turning a million pages
Why have you so many stages?
Also gotta get my wages.
My tree bears no fruits
Despite my efforts to boot
Oh what a hoot!
To find nothing that suits.
Am I good enough?
I huff and I puff
Jeez, it’s so tough
Not made of the right stuff.
Less than a year to go
The writing does not flow
I say “there’s always tomorrow…
for word counts to hit new lows”.
Wanna be summarising
But melatonin is rising
Faster than I’m realising.
Quitting’s so appetising.
Time is slipping
Over words I’m tripping
The panic is crippling
Tea I’m frantically sipping.
My arm aches
The words seem so fake
For goodness’ sake
Just wanna eat cake.
I’m only too human
To remove all the fun
Just wanna seek sun
But need to live like a nun.
I’m no machine
Though it may seem
Could do with a team
I can but dream.
Down the internet rabbit hole
Losing track of all my goals
It hurts my soul
Yet with it, I roll.
My mind I must train
And from the web abstain
Am I in the right lane?
My motivation drains.
Don’t know where’s my drive
Nor ability to thrive
Wanna dive
Into a 9 to 5.
It’s a marathon
When there’s no skeleton
But it’ll soon be done
And I’ll be out of this prison.
Why do I complain?
When I’m so free in the main
To dance in the rain
It drives me insane.
I’m free like a bird
I know, it’s absurd
I used to be a nerd
Now I need to be heard.
Gotta get it together
This storm I must weather 
Cos this life ain’t forever
It’s now or never
To my brain I must tether.
I vow I will finish
Though my sanity may diminish
My CV it’ll embellish
And the afterlife I will relish.
The end is in sight
Yet it drifts like a kite
Oh, what height!
It’ll be alright