Student's Cycle

Eyes asleep
Body half awake
I frantically scrammed
As the alarm clock began to quake

I wish i could cook
But at this rate
A proper meal might make me late
I ate what I ate
For every sad students fate
Is a bowl of instant  noodles
Meeting my stomach as I wake
Then it was time for lunch
A quick bite of fastfood
Caused a seismic crunch
I rushed once more to avoid
A tardy ticket's punch.
The day was over
I wanted to eat, but instead,
Fatigue forced my vessel
To lay facedown in bed
Within A split second I was suddenly dreaming
About another flavor of ramen
For the following morning.