Face buried deeply in a book,
Someone walks by, casual second look.
Line by line,
I’ll tell myself “I’ll be fine”
The mantra as of late,
In classroom or on second date.

The world may blur,
Just as speech starts to slur.
Too many nights too late out,
After all what’s college all about.
Snap out of it,
There’s a paper to submit.

Oh where to find distractions,
Instead of memorizing stupid chemical reactions.
What about that girl in class,
At this point anything to help time pass.
I’ll just keep chasing dreams,
All the while coming apart at the seams.