On top of a summit
My grades about to plummet
Can't do anything no more
I'm tired to the core

Can't resist temptation
To bask in relaxation
So busy every day
But what do I have to say

My time used to be free
Now I want to flee
The assignment they call
The pile, growing tall

A monster chasing
My heart racing
Time is slipping by
Me, I just want to fly

To soar above this mess
Of expectations and stress
Go back to when I was eight
When life was truly great

No late nights
Only soaring kites
Worry-free days
And happy ending plays

But then there's now
The time, oh wow
Another late night
Another without a kite

No dreams today
They've been swallowed by yesterday
Time for bed
But sleep has fled

For now that's all
I guess I'm just a little overwhelmed