I have so much to do yet so little time not a penny to spend but there's so much I need to buy not a dollar in my pocket and my gas light's on I need more money but I work, a minimum wage job I'm behind in my online class and can't seem to get it done I told my mom I've submitted more assignments when I've only half-completed some I just failed government a course I'm required to pass I might not get to graduate when all I want to do, is leave high school in the past I just want to be happy but lately, even breathing is hard I need a drink and joint and I'm still too young for the bar the stress is like cancer slowly taking my life away these days, I don't even sleep because the anxiety keeps me awake
this is a poem that uses what are called "near rhymes"