Tired,
Sitting in class uninspired.
Overwhelmed, too much work, perspired.
Brain is slow, I'm confused. What happened to the knowledge I acquired?
Prerequisites, there are too many things required
and I'm Unable to do the things I desired.
Wishing for my skills to get me hired,
the fear one day I may be fired.
I'm following the footsteps of those I admired,
getting discouraged that the good teachers have retired.
Just need to finish this last class, slave through homework and clubs before my body has expired.
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Hi lovelies! *sigh* School... there's so much to do and such little time. My head is pounding and my eye bags will forever be permanent. ISUs, projects, assignments, homework, essays why must there be so much? Not to mention exams are coming up... *cries* For those of you who understand my struggle with your finals and exams good luck to you!! Wish you all the best! Please don't forget to vote, comment and share if you liked this poem.
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When the Silence is Broken
Poetry*Originally called Unspoken Thoughts* Here is a collection of unspoken thoughts as poems and written works. Pretty much any piece of writing I have that isn't necessarily a novel. Some sad, happy, others angry and upset. It is your choice to read t...
