Living in a busy world

And living a busy life

Only leads to exhaustion.

A busy life puts you into a routine.

Sunday: Wake up, eat, go to church, go to grandma's, go home, nap, wake up, eat, go to bed.

Monday: Wake up, eat, go to school, go to grandma's, go home, do homework, go to my sister's ball practice, go home, eat, bathe, go to bed.

Tuesday: Wake up, eat, go to school, pick up Bailey, go to grandma's, go home, go to practice, go home, do homework, eat, shower, go to bed.

Wednesday gets a little simpler: Wake up, eat, go to school, go to grandma's, go home, go to church, go eat, go home, shower, go to bed.

Thursday: Wake up, eat, go to school, go pick up Bailey, go to grandma's, go home, go to practice, go home, do homework, eat, shower, go to bed.

Friday: Wake up, eat, go to school, go to grandma's, go home, go to nana's, eat, go home.

Saturday: Wake up, eat, drive, play ball, wait, play ball, wait, win, lose, eat, go home, go to bed.

Schedules always clash.

I am always late..

Sometimes I get a break.

Practice might get cancelled,

Or I might get to go on a date because I don't have a tournament.

Maybe if i wasn't so busy,

Time wouldn't fly by so quickly,

Maybe my baby sister would still be a baby,

And halfway through elementary school.

Maybe my parents would be less tired,

And have more money,

And more fun,

And more time.

Maybe if I wasn't so busy,

I wouldn't be planning for college already,

or driving a car.

I just want time.

Because it always seems

That I am always exhausted.