The day has bearly begun
But that doesn't mean a thing
There is no need to be happy,
First thing in the morning.
Its class time
And no one realises the struggle
The struggle I put up with
You think that would see
You think that they would realise
That they would smart enough to know
I once sat here with high grades
But I don't anymore
I sit here with overdue work
You think I am just not working
You think that I am just wasting my time
That I need to work harder
That the low grades are on purpose
But little do you know
That my life isn't just at school
That I have a life outside of it too
I just don't talk a lot about it
The family pressure is high
The things I go through at home
Is something that only the strong survive
Thoughts running through my head
They aren't dance moves and maths equations
But the negative thoughts
Pushing myself to the limit
Trying to live up to people expectations
But they never think about that
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to think
I live in hope
That maybe
Just maybe there is hope
I know that there is no point
I know that whether at home or at school
There is no more point
No point in trying
After all, they all just think that I am slacking off
That I am not doing anything
That I am just wasting my time
But guess what
Why all of you think that I am slacking off
I am working my hardest
And I will prove them wrong
Yours Sincerely,
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CZYTASZ
Dear Diary
PoezjaShort 'Diary' entries of things that have been going on in the lives of both my friends and I, as we try to stay "afloat" in this world