Celestina Mikhaell's Written Poetry collection

#004

                 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

I saw one of my classmate,
Already accepting their new fate.
Where they had finally achieved everything
Because of what a High Achiever like them can bring

They had a large grin on their faces
Bragging about their achievements in any places
Whether in or outside the school
Just to make themselves as if they're cool

And here's me, sitting right there
With a stoic expression in here
Watching them without showing any care
Coz I'm obviously dumb, and my mind is just bare.

Yeah, you may call me a jealous person,
Insecure, and bare-minded for so many reason
Yes, and actually I learned a lesson
From being one of them, which felt like I was locked in a prison.

Yes, I used to be a High Achiever before
That it made my whole mind, heart and my body sore
Due to studying, and educational books that brings bore
And when I get crazy, I would destroy them until it tore

I was out of my mind due to being a High Achiever
And everyone won't care whenever I have a fever
Because if I tell them, they'll call me Attention Seeker,
Weak, Dumb-airheaded and a fool of being not a believer.

That's why I learned how to lie,
Keeping secrets and I would secretly cry,
Then I would ask myself when can I die,
So that I can rest, whether under the land or high in the sky.

But when I fall down,
It made me loose my crown.
That's why I was always looking sad with a frown,
But the class would see me as a clown

Yeah, they're happy with my downfall
Because they're now keeping themselves tall,
With pride, high standards and all
Coz it's their turn to have power y'all.

Tho I'm not being one of them anymore,
I don't care if I still got hurt in my core
I still have knowledge in me had left
Coz it's been a long time since its still kept.

I don't care if I have no more friends nor being popular
I'm happy for being alone and having bipolar
Because I'm now acting as myself
With lowkey knowledge stored in my shelf.

@𝙲𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜