Spilled coffee on paper, overcrowded office hours, constant doubt. These are the signs of finals
When it's 3am and your vision blurs, eyes filled with tears of tomorrow stacks of papers and empty water bottles litter your space. You can't think in the messy environment. Staring at the paper that your life depends on you fill your lungs with h20 with its atomic number of 1 and exhale. Stuffing my face with ramen noodles and pb&js in hopes to fill the empty pit in my stomach. Teachers shove objectives down our throats in hopes we'll swallow it all down in one gulp, no need for water because we produce our own and in the "real world" no one's going to hand you a glass of water, or at least that's what they say. They are unaware of the people out there who are willing to hand the glass of water without question because in reality those people don't exist. We have to endure the stress but what if its too much? What if we cant handle it? I doubt it matters just as long as the grade is an A. So well stuff our face in hopes to get the perfect grades while our stress eats us away.
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Don't forget to water the roses
PoésiePoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
