I'm staring indifferently at my wall
Wish time would skip to about mid Fall

Not this year, if that's what you're wondering
But maybe a year when I'm not consistently plundering

And then maybe a day where things are okay
Green grass, under the sun could be where I lay

For right now it's just hard to adjust
I struggle to do things that I know I must

Bear through it all, I can figure it out
I never signed up for the easy route