She wakes up at the exact time
Not a second later,
She says a quick prayer
Then leaps from her bed to take a shower.
She flees to her office
Does the first thing that pops to her head.
Tries to do everything all at once
So much for the daily planner
She jumps from one task to another.
She's programmed to work
She goes on until the end of the day
Her mind and heart aren't there
Still she does her job, but not quite well.
She heads on to her friends,
How can they remain so enthusiastic
When she barely has the muscles to smile
More so to think.
She doubts herself.
Feeling of inadequacy
She's not used to
She has to be like them
Everything, she wants to learn.
But she has no time,
No more willingness to.