I get good grades.
I do well in school.
I work hard at my job.
I behave and act cool.
My parents expect it,
Though they say they don't.
I can't mess up,
There's just no room, so I won't.
I had a hard year,
And I lost my will to move on.
But I had to work through it,
Because I wasn't something they'd be proud of.
womp
womp
we stand w Palestine
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My Mind; A Collection
PoetryPoetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3