I believe in music the way that some people believe in fairy tales.
After all these
years,
I am at long last...
Cancer free.
I am at long last...
Cancer free.
Fragments From a Junior's
Thoughts
Today, I heard the phrase "it looks good on college applications" 11 times
Teachers tell me they are preparing me for the "real world" as if the first 18 years are a free trial
Getting an education turned out to be a competition I never agreed to enter
I used to think in weekdays and now I think in test dates
Nothing is heavier than this backpack except maybe my eyelids
I'm losing sleep, losing weight, losing my mind
I'm so lost
Even as I write this poem I know nothing I say matters unless it's typed in Times New Roman 12pt font
Today, I heard the phrase "it looks good on college applications" 11 times
Teachers tell me they are preparing me for the "real world" as if the first 18 years are a free trial
Getting an education turned out to be a competition I never agreed to enter
I used to think in weekdays and now I think in test dates
Nothing is heavier than this backpack except maybe my eyelids
I'm losing sleep, losing weight, losing my mind
I'm so lost
Even as I write this poem I know nothing I say matters unless it's typed in Times New Roman 12pt font
