52 weeks of positivity (kinda)

Summer

Had my first GCSE today

and in the obligatory half an hour wait

From when I finish writing to the exams actual end

I had a little ponder

then suddenly smiling

I realised

I could almost smell summer

with its no coats needed, windows open at night, wind blowing hair out of face wonderfulness

Every morning chugging down the hay fever tablets

every afternoon carrying blasers home, back sticky

no need to fight myself to revise

now the fight its to go outside, and stop watching tv at 8

when 6 oclock feels like the beginning not the end

days out with friends, feet aching

as you never found a shop you wanted to stay in

rather a treck to the nearest green space suits you best

I can smell flights to a dusty plane

with cement to be laid down

and the "ripest bananas you'll ever try" to bater for

and being arrested for my sexuality to worry about

Ive got healing to do, people to forget about

making out to try

scrabooks to make

school years to cry over

alcohol to spit out

nail polish to master

hearts to be broken

*pause while I catch my breath*

and expecations to be lowered,

Just in case.

Just 23 more exams to go.

notes: ah exams stressful, I do like this poem. I really need to fix the cover though. The beginning doesn't make much sense or flow well and it doesn't make much sense if you don't know me personally but it conveys the message. Its hard work to perform though, you need a lot of breath for the end bit. Hope you guys are having a good week :)