DashA Poem by ASandyRabbit-
Sprinkle in some stress
Makes your mind a mess I have to confess College tests you less It's pretty fun there, Really, 'cause they care About your mental State, they create Place to meditate And decide your fate But before college? Imagine a stage: In the middle a cage You sit in a rage With tacks and legos Below toes and elbows, Do not suppose It's a comfy repose, Living disposed To apathetic foes; Your instructor knows It's all for show Just to break your nose Tear ragged your clothes Tossed to and fro That's how it goes Close your eyes and cry It'll be alright, They're just wanting you to die. © 2016 ASandyRabbit |
StatsAuthorASandyRabbitAboutI'm a young experimental writer still in that phase of everything I write is bad, but I want to improve. Please give me feedback. Tear me to shreds, in fact. I'll be able to improve from it :) I've.. more..Writing
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