Life is a mess

I'm going crazy with lists and schedules.
I'm only sixteen,
So many things to do and so little time,
And now all I can do is rhyme

I'm running behind on my homework,
My auditions are tiring and tedious,
I can't concentrate and my mind is in a daze,
My everyday life is a maze

So can anyone help me?
I'm running in circles
Like a dog chasing its tail,
The only thing I seem to do is fail

Falling over and out,
I'm down for the count,
Who knew there was so much stress?
Maybe I should just live with being a mess.