Hours pass by
As I keep sinking deeper into my bed
Doing nothing
Thinking a million things

I want to get up
Or at least answer my texts
Instead I lock my phone
And stare at the ground

‘I don’t ever see you anymore’
Friends call me out
‘I’m studying a lot’ I say
As I watch my grades drop

The weekend comes by
Plans start to pop up
I can’t think of anything worse
Than going out right now

Keep telling lies
Cancelling meet ups
I’m a bad friend now
I don’t even wanna see ya

But I do
I really want to
And it breaks my heart
To know what you think of me

‘I’m busy’
Has become my elected greeting
But the only thing busy
Is my head and my feelings

I don’t want to fail
Yet I can’t bring myself to study
I don’t want to lose you
But you call and I don’t even move my body.