Physics

Well, for starters I know I'm suppossed to be sleeping.
But physics really got the best of me.
For now I am thinking
Waves, amplitudes and frequency.

I don't get all these,
No not at the least bit.
Why are we made to study all these?

Now that my eyes are blurred
My mind is not clear,
And I talk with a slight slur,
I think there's really no point resuming anymore.

Doing all these confuses me.
All the effort and energy
Just go in and out of me.
And they move like so freely.

From electricity to light.
And now we have waves.
I don't get what the teacher had gave.

Her notes are difficult to comprehend,
Her notes are difficult to understand.
I just see them like hierogylphics,
And they see me just like terrorists.

I walk into class everyday, prepared for bombs to be dropped on me.
By the teachers or whoever, just so be it.
But what I'm not prepared for most,
Is the sudden change of preach.

I need time to absorb
I need time to digest.
I don't think we've enough time
Because everything is just plain pressed.

I'm like a time bomb,
Sounding like a alarm clock,
But deep down ready to explode,
Giving everyone a hell out of me.

They say that we have to relax,
But I don't see the time for it.
Not that there isn't a right time for it,
Just that there isn't enough time for this.

I wish to just go to sleep,
But physics just keep reappearing to me.
All the symbols and equations.
Formulas and units,
Just keep appearing when I try to get to sleep.