My life awaits me
I know what I want to be
Doctor, Scientist, Engineer...
Right?
All these tests, exams, and books
I'll know what ambivalence, ameliorate, and exacerbate mean off the top of head
My family will know exactly how my SAT score will look like
Right?
I have to be the perfect role model to her
I have to pull through those long nights barely awake
Sucking up to my teachers, plastering that fake smile
Right?
My heart isn't all me, My education is me now
I will be there one day:
"Another Harvard Student"
Right?
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of the Senses
PoezjaPoetry makes the ugly look pretty. Poetry makes the silent feel heard. Poetry makes weakness a strength. Poetry makes the mute have a voice. These are a few poems that I have created over the years that I hold dear to my heart. These few words repre...
