I want to stay off school and write
until my fingers are ******
I want to escape the combustion
in the halls, in the classrooms
suffocating me
learning the same things
the same meaning
'get all A's or your life is over'
pressure, pressure, pressure
what's the point?
in 100 years from now
when the world is (most likely)
a polluted, burnt out cinder
will it really matter
who I was
what I did
If I didn't do my homework?
Why should I care
I'll probably end up in a coffin
before I can make anything of myself anyway
I want to write.