3AM

It's 3AM and I am still awake. 

I still have a lot of things to make.

Conceptualizing a tarp.

Dreaming of playing a harp.

I did not finish my Philo paper...

I did not even started writing it yet...

What to do?

How to do?

A lot of things to prepare,

For my classes later.

I don't know if I still want to sleep,

Or just stay up until it's time to bathe.

What a stressful day,

What a long day...

I almost forgot,

That today is the day,

My little bro celebrates his birthday...

I want him to be happy,

Love schooling as well as loving me,

Another thing happened yesterday,

"He" passed by me, 

While I was sitting near the pathway.

He looked at me,

He took my breath away...

What a day that ended...

What a day to come...

I don't even know why I'm writing in a rhyme,

I just wanted to write and this is what I tried.

But always remember, 

We are given another day to treasure,

To correct the things we did wrong from yesterday.

To be a better person for the judging day.

Every day is a gift.

Waking up is a gift.

Treasure life...

Treasure laugh...

Treasure love...

Treasure GOD.