I recline
In the light of the TV
I find the time to check the mail
But as always, it's empty
I can't decide
What to wear on this most important of days
Fog is rolling in my mind
As I walk around campus in a haze
Don't criticise my ethic
I guess I could do a little more
If you pile a little more on my back
I won't make it to 24
Is this what you hoped for
Well this is what you paid for
This looks like what I asked for
But I wish I stayed home