fuck it
we'll fail anyway
staying up late
trying to get shit done
not like we'll become someone
heads are heavy
eyes are down
ocean of F's
let's drown
i'll be a stripper
i mean
i'm a good kisser
education doesn't matter
i'm already flattered
with compliments on my beauty
it's how i get by sweetie
people treat you differently
if you're not bright-eyed and pretty
so teach us
teach us to be vain
cause biology is lame
still must ask to use the restroom
what
afraid we'll smoke some shrooms
i mean it's true
but
fuck you
just tryna cope with the pain
because our brains are insane
intoxicate our blood
with pointless memorizations
can not wait till summer vacation
stay back a year
a check on our list of fears
it's 2020 and i'm out
not really
i begin to doubt
must work all my life
for what i say
family?
is it ever really over
do we ever feel closure
my brain's gonna explode
full on study mode
ha i'm failing school
but hey
at least i'm cool

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Mind Heart Soul
PoetryWhat goes on in my mind. What I feel in my heart. What I experience with my soul.