Crashing Down
I'm not the me I used to be
And this is not good news
Top of my class to barely making a C
I have the college blues
I'm not the daughter I used to be
I used to make them proud
Now when people ask how I'm doing in school
They blush and whisper "good," not loud
I'm not the student I used to be
The As I once bathed in never seem to come
I lost my touch and watch with tears
As my hopes and dreams turn to crumb
I don't have the future I used to have
A semester ruined it all
Now I'll struggle four years to get back where I was
Or maybe I'll completely fall
This poem is about:
Me