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What the heck am I going to do this summer? I've always had something planned out, But when I was told I had mono, My summer plans changed. I cannot do lifeguarding now, And I've called several places, I'm supposed to be studying for two tests tomorrow, So I didn't goto track today. I'm dealing with acne on my face, I'm extremely tired, I'm always under stress. If I'm not under stress, I feel as if I have nothing to do, And I'll get depressed. I still have the regents, And finals, And tests, And homework. I recently got my license, But I have yet to drive. I'm tired, I'm tired... I constantly worry. When I try to take a day off, And let myself relax, I feel like nothing, Like I have absolutely nothing to do. Why am I writing a poem, When I'm supposed to be studying? I had an idea of where I'd like to go to college, But now I'm clueless. I need someone to tell me everything will be fine, That I'll have plently to do, That I'm a sweet, special girl. I hope I play tennis again in the summer. I hope I get the volunteer job. But I haven't handed the form in yet... Could it be too late? How can I calm down? Can can I ever calm down? Life is too hard for me, I wish I cold do more than I can, And I push myself more than I can. I sometimes feel dead, Brainfired, Tired. Just tired. Why am I itching my face? Because it's all red, From the sun beating down on it each day at track. I have it all, But I feel as if I have nothing. I'm not depressed, I'm not suicidal, I'm not even sad... I feel empty suddenly, And constantly tired.
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 3:44 PM UTC
"Horrors of Anxiety"
What the heck am I going to do this summer? I've always had something planned out, But when I was told I had mono, My summer plans changed. I cannot do lifeguarding now, And I've called several places, I'm supposed to be studying for two tests tomorrow, So I didn't goto track today. I'm dealing with acne on my face, I'm extremely tired, I'm always under stress. If I'm not under stress, I feel as if I have nothing to do, And I'll get depressed. I still have the regents, And finals, And tests, And homework. I recently got my license, But I have yet to drive. I'm tired, I'm tired... I constantly worry. When I try to take a day off, And let myself relax, I feel like nothing, Like I have absolutely nothing to do. Why am I writing a poem, When I'm supposed to be studying? I had an idea of where I'd like to go to college, But now I'm clueless. I need someone to tell me everything will be fine, That I'll have plently to do, That I'm a sweet, special girl. I hope I play tennis again in the summer. I hope I get the volunteer job. But I haven't handed the form in yet... Could it be too late? How can I calm down? Can can I ever calm down? Life is too hard for me, I wish I cold do more than I can, And I push myself more than I can. I sometimes feel dead, Brainfired, Tired. Just tired. Why am I itching my face? Because it's all red, From the sun beating down on it each day at track. I have it all, But I feel as if I have nothing. I'm not depressed, I'm not suicidal, I'm not even sad... I feel empty suddenly, And constantly tired.
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 3:44 PM UTC
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