john

**The Struggle of Life and Academia** In the stillness of morning, the world awakes, A mind already heavy with what’s at stake. Books and papers, deadlines and dreams, A constant dance with time, it seems. Life moves fast, but the weight won’t ease, Balancing the chaos, searching for peace. Through the halls of learning, the mind must race, Grasping for answers, at a frantic pace. Each lecture, each note, each assignment, each test, Feels like a battle where you give your best. Yet in the quiet corners, doubt whispers loud, Am I enough to rise above the crowd? The clock ticks forward, as sleep slips away, And every thought echoes the price you pay. To chase the grades, to seek the prize, You give it all, no compromise. But in the haze of stress, you start to lose sight, Of what truly matters, of what feels right. Yet the strength is hidden in the fight you bear, In moments of doubt, in the weight you wear. For every struggle, there's wisdom to find, A journey that shapes the soul and mind. Through sleepless nights and endless days, You learn the art of finding new ways. So hold on tight when life seems too much, Remember, you’re not alone in your clutch. For the balance of struggle, both fierce and wide, Is where growth lives and dreams collide. In the heart of the storm, there’s something profound, A life that’s tested is the one that’s found.