i found anthony on the way
i dont really remember
my brain just kinda
woke up
outside the classroom
where art history
was held
i vaguely remember
the annoying confidence
of the people infront of us
who had been studying for months
i remember anthony being dumb
and i remember this one guy
from our school
being there
i remember thinking that was weird
then bam
we were in the class
me and ant sat next to eachother
he was a tad delulu
like hella loopy
and i was smiling way too much
stomping on the goddamn feelings
that kept trying to show
their stupid faces
chromebooks open
random man giving instructions
two parts of this test
part one starts now
me actually trying and feeling good
about a lot of my answers
him doing it wrong
me trying to tell him this
him not getting it
me laughing at him
that one guy
doing whatever
those one guys do
second part
me going what the fuck
him doing whatever the fuck
me still trying
him not caring
that one guy doing whatever
those one guys do
done
sitting there
waiting for the
try hards to
finish
pretending like
if given the
opportunity
i wouldnt be
one of those
try hards
counselor lady
knocks on door
oh right
anthony made it
to the finals
of course he did
he was everything i wasnt
when i say everything
i mean confident
the judges had loved him
of course they did
it was him
who didnt love him
(not me)
he left
once again i was alone
yay for me
the try hards finished
we were released
i was just floating
not really caring about
anything
some person who ive forgotten
came up to me
asking why i wasnt i at the finals
i laughed
why would i be at finals?
i sucked so bad
they told me i made it to finals
it took me a second to process that
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WHAT?
i found myself
once again
running across
this unfamiliar school
i thought i was done
but nope
i still dont know
how i managed
to get to the finals
but here i was
yay for me?
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Regarding Him
Poetry-I hated him. Now he's my best friend. And I accidentally fell in love with him.- -----Regarding Him is that story, watch my dramatic ass as i cry way too much. Hate me, love me, laugh at me, cry with me, maybe even find yourself in me. Whatever you...
