Eroding into the sea.... what will be left of me??

*This is not a call for help, there is no danger, I'm just down and putting things into perspective* Here I am. Here I sit. The hours have been long, and pull on my shoulders and neck. Is the sun really starting to ready itself for another night of sleep? Has the day gone bye? Have we fallen to the next? Or is it still yesterday? The week has almsot gone bye, and all I can saw is what I saw in the sky!  Its been a long week, and I just don't feel like anything. My thoughts are racing like samon fighting to get up-stream, and the ones I can lasso are obsessed with fish, aquriums, and fish tanks galore.... I don't mind, but I can't seem to do anything else. My eyes are so heavy, and my feelings are weary. I want to live up and be able to embrass the future I want for myself. Yet I am stuck here, wondering what I'll be doing one moment from the next? Who I will be next? The answer is never in my reach, yet it is always kept in my back pocket. My semester at school is going by me, and I'm waiting for the doctors to get back to me