I couldn't be bothered to do it
So left it until I was
Then I was busy with ****
And it started to build up

Then I started drowning
Until my head was covered
And alarm bells started sounding
As everything collapsed around

And I have to start now
Before more damage is done
But I don't know how

It's less than twelve hours until school and my homework isn't done
I would say shoot me but it's England so I don't have a gun.
Give me another three days to get myself together
then I'll go into school's eternity (it feels like forever).
It'll be a Saturday and that's fine with me
'cause the rest of the week off would let me get my homework done so I could start year 11 stress free.

Holiday homework
Is like living a dream
Or a nightmare
It depends what kind you mean.

I had the time to do it
5 weeks to be precise
But I just couldn't be bothered
So I'll do it on the last night.

As I start the reading the instructions
And realize there's no cheat way
I put my pen to paper
And realize its going to be a long day.

And others have another week
But my school starts earlier than the rest
And my pen ran out already
This day is just the best.

Forgetting how you felt in the moment makes you forget the memories made.

Everyone anxiously opening envelopes
to reveal a set of letters
some cry, some smile
then they go tell everyone.

Exam results tomorrow
everyone's ******* bricks
I don't even want to know
I just want to forget about it

Exam results tomorrow
and grade boundaries are low
I guess all the migraines were worth it
I really don't care anymore so...

When you begin to understand that life is more than a boat that sails on the calmest seas.

When you begin to understand it's not a perfect world and change won't happen even if you say please.

When you realise the government only want to be wealthy and don't want to support you.

When you realise the prime minister doesn't believe you should have the right you do.

Ignorance is great
knowledge makes you hate
but I'd rather know the truth
than not know what to do
than to trust the companies
and political parties
that don't support me or my rights
who support war and choose to fight.
And if you know and think it's great
then I don't hate you cause to hate would be to join the state.

Change is caused by many things
and are bound to happen
some for the good
some for the bad
either way they are part of growth.
Change is like food or sleep
if it doesn't happen you can't grow.
Yet we seem to stop change.
We as a society don't let people change.
We don't let people develop their views.
We don't let people find themselves.
We stop people growing so they can't see who they were supposed to be.

I guess only funerals are for goodbyes
Because you will definitely never see them again until you reach the other side.

You are my caffeine
You make my heart race
You make me act kinda crazy
But I like the feeling from a caffeine kick
When your not there
My mood is low
My heart is slow
And all I want is something that makes me feel the same.
Even though I'm not addicted to you like I am caffeine
I still feel the same when you're not there.

Coffee in the morning is the perfect way to start the day.
Why did I choose for a week to start it any other way?

How do I tell you I like you?
If you may not like me back.
How do I tell you I like you?
If I may not have a chance.

How do I ask if I don't know if you're single?
How do I ask when your so far away?
How do I ask if you may not feel the same?
How do I ask?

Why does conformity always have to get in the way of happiness?

I wish V Camp was the real world 'cause people were just accepted for who they are regardless of gender, sexuality, pronouns, religion, race or class.

Or hair cut.

Everyone is beautiful in their own individual way
Whether it's the power to be heard with what you say
Or the strength you show when you do not say

Limitations  hinder our chances of doing what we really want so why do we keep setting boundaries?

Instagram updates
a few days after
full of I'm gonna miss you
rather than laughter.

Tierdness sinks in
from a sleep deprived week
and even though the ground was rough
not seeing everyone is peak.

Each night there was news
then we'd look at the views
Until we could see the stars of the night
and the fire light

They had a perfect face
One that you could stare at for days
They had perfect hair
That was an ocean of different shades of blue.

Beds are soft, warm and comfy
But friends are fun and loud and energetic
Sleep deprived so a bed is nice
But friends are a better way to spend your time

You're so far away.
Well a hour train ride away
and I met you last week
and it's been a quick week.
It's been a few hours and I want to see you again.
I can in my head over and over again
but that's just not the same.

Facebook isn't good enough when we spent the week together.
being face to face is so much better than being cities away forever,
I already miss everyone including the sun and the miserable one,
the crazy good dancers in the mosh pit and rave with them was fun.
Even clan duties were never that dull when we would talk and our accent would change
or the time we cooked bacon in secret 'cause there was no other way

I miss the bright blue hair that doesn't stand out.
I miss the croaky voices when we all decided to shout.
I miss the midnight raves in all of their madness.
I miss the people being free and just pure happiness.
I miss just the people and how amazing they are.
I miss the walk to the village 'cause we're all too young to drive a car.
I miss the henna on my arms which instantly washed away.
I miss the pride march and queer disco all of which were pretty ******* gay.
I miss the ****** baloons 'cause why the **** not.
I miss the one ******* girl who I didn't tell was hot.
I miss the political jokes and the question time Q&A.;
I miss the jokes about consent and the woodcraft way.
I miss the workshops on politics, on science, on the war (against fracking).
I miss everything including the café and folk suply store.

In white history books we learn how the epitome of privelage save the day.

In white history books black people trying to free themselves was cast away.

White history books cast aside the past and believe we have a more equal society.

White history books add to the ignorance allowing for race inequality.