I'm bored to death
Can't listen anymore
My stomach roars
And now I'm hungry
I keep on pretending
Listening but tuning her out
Writing but not notes
Cause I'm writing this poem
I know I shouldn't do this
Cause the ink of my pen
I'm using a g-tec c4
It cost more than my usal pen
My mom would kill me
But I didn't let her know
Of course only my Dad knows
And he's just watching me silently
Anyway, I got a score of 59
But that's just my midterm
Not yet my midterm grade
Which will be given next week
I studied really hard
And I think it paid off, somehow
But still I'm aiming for a higher score
Cause I'm not that satisfied
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