Slam Poetry[INSPIRATIONS ]

As Summer Proceeds ( School's End 3)

As summer proceeds,

Things transition.

What in the beginning was fun,

Is worse instead of better.

Everything stops making sense.

You no longer know what to do.

As summer proceeds,

The excitement you once felt,

Has gone somewhere,

Leaving you to try and figure things out,

With no interest or determination.

As summer proceeds,

The goals you set for yourself,

The promises to achieve,

And those healthy routines,

Slowly get lost,

In their lazy familiarity.

As summer proceeds,

You have used all your money,

Get a job that you don't really want,

Shoes, hats, purses,

Backpacks even,

You want them all gone.

You felt good,

When summer began,

But you gave up,

on that hot guy who never noticed you.

Why?

As summer proceeds,

All of your friends,

Are busy.

Gone away.

The trips,

The jobs,

The drama.

As summer proceeds,

You secretly wish for school.

For homework.

Time is to much.

As summer proceeds,

You don't want to do anything.

Your confidence dies,

Small worries,

Big doubts,

Completely chaos inside.

As summer proceeds,

Life repeats.

The infinite number of things that could happen,

Reduced to only a few.

Things changed,

Now they're annoying,

Repetitive,

So much less fun.