Everyday
was hell
Feeling high
made him want to cry
Studying
is the only hobby
Mark in grade
don't want him to be shade
Pressure from parents
answer from his grave
Running from responsibility
was his ability
in escaping reality
Despite of the deed
it still leave
a dozen of "at your wits' end"
Cope mechanism
scrolling social media
but stuck in mind
daydreaming his life
As he glimpse
sinful was waiting
They called them that "thing"
He was infected
by the lust
that made him relax
Greater than this
masturbating was his piece
Creation of peace
All his hindrances
fade away
by jerking
all his problems
instead of making essay
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Failure Sophomore
Short Story"Do I really like this kind of life right now? Am I just blind of the truth I have been experienced all along? I thought I was living in a wonderful paradise, ohh! it was just my imagination. LOL HAHAHAHAHA" - FAILURE SOPHOMORE ACHIEVEMENTS FRO...
