I hate english... and school... and Shakespeare.

To sleep, perchance to dream?
No just stare at the screen.
Get your head off your desk.
There's no time for rest.
You'll work until you bleed!

I want to sleep,
Drift off to the deep,
Back and forth my big head sways.

I want to sleep,
Collapse in a heap,
But at work my hands must stay.

Running and running around in my head,
Trying to stem the tide.
Trying to think of some little thing,
To keep my eyes open wide.