I'm falling behind
I just don't have time
And when I do,
I'm usually lost in my mind
Bad grades are a crime
Low A's are me "not trying"
But I really am
Right now I need to do a line...
Of this book because it was assigned..
Last week,
Along with essays, 4 tons of homework, and the symbolism in Frankenstein.
Invoices, books, essays, vocab...
Why do they think we have time for all this bull crap?
I feel like I'm in a trap
Stress is sitting on my lap
I'm lost I need a map
Lol I really can't rap
I'm too white, as they say
I do all this work, but no pay
So why the fuck do I stay?
Why do I hope for a better day?
When I know it's not coming
But I do it all anyways
I guess, in the end,
I hope everything will be okay
YOU ARE READING
I Understand
PoetryFeeling alone? Feeling lost? Feeling everything at once? Not feeling at all? I understand.
