Laziness dressed up in a proper name
Deciding that there will be enough time later
Putting it off until the night before becomes a game.

Day after day, promising to complete the task--
when really,
You haven't even started;
but knowing it will be half-hearted.

You swear You'll start tomorrow,
but something more interesting happens then,
and it is pushed onto the next days To-Do List;
when really You'll just repeat it again.

Your mantra:
"Tomorrow, Tomorrow"

Silly You!

With all of Your fake optimism that You can put in enough effort in such a short time-span!

Little do You know,
You don't.

Tomorrow rolls around (again)
and You realize with a start,
that everything is needed
to be completed
that very next day.

One word is Your mantra now:
"FUCK!"

Anxiety sets in.
Your chest constricts tightly,
vision flickering just slightly,
and there is no way You can get this all done.

Scrambling for supplies
Finding anything that randomly relates to the topic to use
Begging a friend for a hand-out in a surge of deep desperation,
Their reply?
"You snooze, you lose."

Your answer?
"Shove it up your mothers ass."

Now there are no options left
All is lost,
and You will fail miserably.
Depression comes next,
Thinking hopelessly,
"Why will no one help me?"

Finally,
You decide You'll pull together something half-assed
that will keep You from failing,
but a far cry from passing,
and with this lack of effort,
You are content.

Ah, procrastination...
The lazy-mans only escape.

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I have an essay on corruption within the goverment due tomorrow morning, and I have yet to finish (nor start) it at all.

Have I ever mentioned that I could be doing it now but will instead do it during homeroom?