These nights I find myself awake, too late
tossing doing nothing
calm won't come.

Panic, what can I do?
try, try, try.
It feels Insufficient
Pathetic.
Irrelevant.

Where does the time go?
so divided.
Not enough time for everything.
Time for Nothing.

this precarious balancing act I've gotten myself into
I don't feel like I can balance anymore

I'm so afraid of failling.