Depressed
Stressed
Anxiety from tests
But still well dressed
We must be the best
Although I must confess
That my lack of sleep
Should be more of an interest
Than the books you lay on my desk
They tell you there's nothing to stress
Then they tell you they want nothing less
Than some four page essay on their doorstep
But don't forget to keep your school rep
We're nothing but dollar signs in their seats
Nothing but liars and cheats
But wait
How can you push a kid until they're beat?
You ask,
That's exactly it
You're blind to see how we feel such defeat
Under your tests
Under your feet
You're too blind to see it
To see how this is affecting how we thrive
How the pressure makes students want to end their lives
Over something as small as a test
You say you're a community that builds people up
But truly you were the one that caused the stirrup.
S.L.C. 2015.
YOU ARE READING
raw emotion.
PoetryA collection of poems I have written dated from high school to present. A lot of these are controversial writings, pieces that are too sensitive for today's society, for many to grasp and carry. Some of these are extremely personal and real life wri...
