This poem is the result of 3 besties (me and my 2 best friends) being bored in physics class.
How do they expect me to care
When life is so unfair.
Math is so bitter
And SAT is not any better.
The unfairness can be described
In the fact that one percent is glorified.
When oil is immiscible
And a plotting compass 'indispensable'
Our lives remain miserable.
Digging for the truth
Is like digging our own graves
Where there are no grapes
And no satisfying grades.
The ghost of impending exams is haunting us
Like an oxidation reaction giving off rust.
I swear t'is not fair.
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Life and It's Offers
PoetryA collection of poems that depict life and everything it has to offer. Some are infused with humor while others carry an underlying sadness.
