Lack of focus

I can’t pay attention to class

Sometimes I feel I won’t pass

When I’m online I waste my time

It’s as though a bell is constantly ringing in my mind

Only serving to remind of other things

And then I can hardly focus

Mind addled, as if by blue lotus

And information, though I try to make the most of it

Passes me by, seeming to fly

Low in the depths of my mind

Where I cannot seem to find 

The knowledge that I need to survive class

To have a chance to  perform at my best

So that I may rest, knowing that I’ll do well on a test

But I can’t, it’s not that I don’t want to

It’s like I can’t choose, between win or lose

Pass or fail, it makes me pale

Being online without fail, never learning in person

Being at home breaks my routine

I teem with anxiety not being able to concentrate

Seemingly only able to procrastinate

It’s something that I hate

Not a sensation I’d highly rate

But it seems my fate until the disease subsides,

For now I can’t hide that, no matter how hard I try,

I’ll always have something else on my mind

And my work will often be something I shirk

Until I can delay it no longer.