Apathy

I didn't bother going to class today,
instead I spent the day in bed
watching shadows on the ceiling
of the people outisde carrying on with their lvies.
The clock ticks, and I realize,
I have no concept of time;
today is yesterday becoming tomorrow,
every day is never ending,
it just goes on.
That's what I hate most about the world,
there's no pause button,
but if I sleep away today
it's like it never happened.
I look in the mirror and think
what a waste;
so full of promise,
but promising nothing.
I'm not dead but I'm decaying,
and it's only a shame I'm still beautiful.