and i sit,
at the desk with a paper,
and the clock behind me is ticking away.
"Make sure to double check your answers,"
a voice says from way up above.
whatever.
i don't care.
and the words,
the numbers and their dumb little meanings,
they slide in my brain,
working and moving, but not working.
the symbols will not connect and nothing makes sense.
the room is getting hotter and i cannot breathe, i dont think.
what is wrong?
but i do not ask for help,
and i do not cry,
nor do i calm myself,
because Golden Children do not.
Golden Children sit at their desks with a paper,
as the clock behind them ticks away.
Golden Children hear a voice from above call out,
"Make sure you double check your answers."
Golden Children get the answers right without worrying,
Golden Children are independent,
and the symbols always make sense to them.
the room never gets hotter for them and they are always able to breathe.
i am not a Golden Child.
but i can pretend.
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 10:17 PM UTC
and i sit,
at the desk with a paper,
and the clock behind me is ticking away.
"Make sure to double check your answers,"
a voice says from way up above.
whatever.
i don't care.
and the words,
the numbers and their dumb little meanings,
they slide in my brain,
working and moving, but not working.
the symbols will not connect and nothing makes sense.
the room is getting hotter and i cannot breathe, i dont think.
what is wrong?
but i do not ask for help,
and i do not cry,
nor do i calm myself,
because Golden Children do not.
Golden Children sit at their desks with a paper,
as the clock behind them ticks away.
Golden Children hear a voice from above call out,
"Make sure you double check your answers."
Golden Children get the answers right without worrying,
Golden Children are independent,
and the symbols always make sense to them.
the room never gets hotter for them and they are always able to breathe.
i am not a Golden Child.
but i can pretend.
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