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the bell rings and i'm out of breath did i do well today? what will my parents say? i stand in my loneliness on top of the world the view is great the air is cooler than normal but suddenly i feel so afraid of the void trying to comfort myself i say i can't be perfect i start to let myself go under the numbers and grades i run, so lost in this maze i must make it i must see it through but will i ever be enough? these mixed thoughts engulf me with my life on the line i pretend to be careless for a moment i smile but it comes back to me hitting me with a greater force i fall to my feet this isn't the first time i've been here before i'm getting used to it why do i even fake it? the loneliness blossoms in the sun the world looks so small now i try to avoid the feeling but i can't no matter how i try my grades scrape the ground even though i stand so high *the world looks so small now* when the heat becomes too much i leave the expectations behind forever, i'm scarred hurt by the statistics the world is getting closer now its grown so big
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
rooftop scars
the bell rings and i'm out of breath did i do well today? what will my parents say? i stand in my loneliness on top of the world the view is great the air is cooler than normal but suddenly i feel so afraid of the void trying to comfort myself i say i can't be perfect i start to let myself go under the numbers and grades i run, so lost in this maze i must make it i must see it through but will i ever be enough? these mixed thoughts engulf me with my life on the line i pretend to be careless for a moment i smile but it comes back to me hitting me with a greater force i fall to my feet this isn't the first time i've been here before i'm getting used to it why do i even fake it? the loneliness blossoms in the sun the world looks so small now i try to avoid the feeling but i can't no matter how i try my grades scrape the ground even though i stand so high *the world looks so small now* when the heat becomes too much i leave the expectations behind forever, i'm scarred hurt by the statistics the world is getting closer now its grown so big
WANG
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
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