Slowly Running Out of Time

Too tired to think,
but there's so much to do.
I'm on the brink.
What did I get myself into?
I count the days left-
only a few-
til time runs out.
I want to fight or take flight,
or is it better to shout or reach out?
I'm slowly running out of time.

To Have Friends

I got the giggles.
Giddiness overtakes my body.
No one can wipe the grin off my face.
I'm bent over laughing and can't stop.
Man, it's good to have friends.