everything was beautiful
the equipment in every science lab
the basement of the residential hall
I felt myself fall in love
with the school around me
the enthusiasm of the seniors
the old and new buildings
I felt my future
at the reach of my fingertips
I just only hope
I’ll be allowed to make the jump

i dress to impress
even when i don't feel like throwing myself up in the morning
even when i have to drag myself in my hands and knees
begging please set me free
a motto burned in to my eyelids
haunting my hopes and dreams
look like you're important
even when you aren't

i strive to set foot and glow like a star
even when my eyes droop to my knees
because why sleep when i need a degree?
why sleep when i can hold my acceptance in my hands?
a piece of paper saying im important
after suffering pain for years
i will cry when i get it but not because of my becoming of
a societal accomplishment
but because im free of my late nights of work
staring at me, boring holes into my mind
torturing my mind until it complies
learning things i'll never need once im gone
and free from the societal need to succeed

school isn't meant to drag a mind around until
it's so tire that it's breaking at the seams
min so warped that it seems to be lost in an
altercation of reality