Academically
What is it to me?
I can't write poetry
About the things they show me
That's what they want me to see
All those numbers are me
Academically
These letters are me
Worthless at C
In the end I fail
Then the paper trail
The letters in the mail
How hard I worked won't matter
All the effort will turn pale
The bullshit I've written
Is a commodity
Is just what they want
Like fantasy
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Poetry'I'm used to not being a lot of things' This is a poetry collection exploring the complexities of modern teenage mental health, especially for teenage girls. There is a balance of dark and uplifting poems and some personal ones too, including topic...