It’s funny I used to read and write Laugh and type But now I can’t I’m falling And as the frustration grows Mountainous procrastination as I try to remember My mind can’t stop writhing
My body moving Head saying yes Sentences halved and mashed and forgot Frantic boredom As I fill filled space The wave of papers Books and words That I’ve neglected Hit me greater than before The yells, tears, bad grades, hurt Take me all at once Under water, out again Some day I’ll drown
I stopped working on this for a while and just finished it. Try to spot the stylistic difference from the times I stopped and started.