Half-mast Eyes

My mind races
like a rabbit on methamphetamine
Coherent thought
is a lost cause
Futile

Topics bore me to tears
as they offer
the truly philosophical questions
of where do I see myself in five years
and why I of all people am deserving of such a gift

Clickety-clickety click
goes the keyboard
Highlight
Erase
Repeat

My eyes are at half- mast
and for the first time
I ponder
on whether I truly need this
Scholarship....