Poesie

Inspiration, please

Written on Grade 9

Rantttttt.

They say that being in the 9th grade is that hardest year of your life, the worst to be exact.

Its when feelings go down the drain, and you just start to ask yourself if your sexually confused or just mentally damaged. Am I not enough? Trust me, we all want to say that to that jerk who made us emotionally scarred.

In the end it doesn't even matter as the song says, what matters most this year is that research paper all of your classmates have been working on. What's worse? Well, your group mates forgot you exist and decides whatever's their grade is going to be your fault and your fault at all times.

That grade you kept on maintaining since 7th grade? It won't matter on this chapter. What you can get is what you will receive. No matter how much effort you put in, it isn't gonna guarantee you success.

What does this grade give you in life? Oh, i know! A lot of depression, wherein you just start to roll around your bed for no reason, grabbing those silly pointed ends for self inflicted pain or mutter to yourself that youre just not working hard enough. Oh please stop, nothings gonna help and it will all just end in a pity party, which no one wants to see. I'll give you a hint. It gets ugly.