I'm So Confused.

I look at myself every morning

And I wonder why I'm here

My grades are garbage

I have nothing to look forward too

I'm not going anywhere

College this and college that

I'm surrounded by kids who seem to know what they're doing

How did I miss that?

Why don't I know yet?

When did they catch onto the clue?

Or are they just too obedient to the system?

I wonder about that a lot

Being a deviant in the society

I don't want money or big houses

I want a simple life

Minimal

But you've got to pay the bills

And in today's world you need a college degree

F**k that

But what do I know

I'm a teenager, I think I'm invincible

I'd like to think I'm smart and not an average highschooler

but again, what the f**k do I know?

Reviews

[Asher]

I'm in a similar boat, my friend. Despite wanting nothing the world still demands that we work, and build, and develop, and produce, and everything that seems unnecessary to a good life. It's unfair, and it sucks. Even so, I do think it is important to remember that this is an indictment of the world and not the self. Nothing to look forward to? Not going anywhere? In your words, what the f**k do you know? I advise you to look for a sense of internal value alongside personal ambition, that is if this poem reflects your own thoughts.
Moving on to your poem, I think that you've done a fine job of expressing frustrations with the state of the world and its unfair demands. Well done.