These past few days, I'm feeling uninspired.
Probably because I'm almost dead tired.
But really, I don't think anyone cares,
They're waiting for my result, for their opinions to be shared.
Oh! You remembered my name today!
More like, you remembered I existed today?
Last time I checked, you looked through me like glass.
Or looked away from me like I was dead grass.
Why? Are my marks a good gossip topic for you?
Adults find people's marks interesting too?
I could say any number for my marks,
The way you say you are ten years younger than you really are.
I can say something fake.
Almost, as fake as the cosmetics on your face.
Almost, as fake as the way you behave.
Apparently, the idiots are not just 'the kids these days'.
"I expect you to act like an adult"
Seriously? But all adults act like a child!
Eating away my dreams,
Because yours wasn't better than mine.
My marks are doing fine, none thanks to you.
And no thanks to your gossiping too.
Because some people feel that it's better to work hard.
Than compare their children's marks.
You want to know if your daughter scored more?
Sure, compare all you want, numbers galore!
With your nose in my life, you probably don't have a clue
About the hordes of people laughing at you.
~LonelyComets
22.05.18
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Board exam students give me a five! *tries to hi five* *awkwardly fails* *tries to escape* *trips on my low standards* *falls on face*
Yeah... I'm okay :)
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