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"wakeupschoolgohome" poems
There's a constant pressure In my chest Pulling, Aching, Twisting At my very own gut At the very cost of my joy My life, my smile, my curiosity Is what led me to this point Of too little too much Too little too much Constantly repeating Over and over and over and over and...over Repetitive motions of life Life stolen with the motions Going through the motions Wake up School Go home Wake up School Go home Wake up School Go home Wake up School Go home Wake Up School Go Home WakeUpSchoolGoHome WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME ... Inbetween the motions Are lost emotions From being lost in the motions Never allowing rest Rest from the constant nagging Shaming Teasing ...heartbreak never disappears only builds buildings of nothing that make up everything repetitively everything constantly nothing too little and too much
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 4:07 AM UTC
Too Little And Too Much