Bandaid: A Collection Of Poems

a perfect year

"This year will be different!"
She says, knowing it's a lie
She knows she won't make any friends
She won't even try
Her grades will be mediocre
She'll nearly die from stress
She'll treat her body like shit
And wonder why she's depressed
It doesn't take a genius
To see the pattern here
She will never have
A single perfect year