An Inner Chaos

The warm humid evening breeze
It embraced me like a cloak.
Piles of undone assignments tease
I felt a rise in my throat.
Indifferent; Who was I trying to decieve?

The Mind tells me to act on it;
The Heart asks me "What for?"
At which side would Reality meet?
Expectations belittle me, it tore.
Inner chaos is brewing;Time is running out.