Multiple Choice

Sat, 10/12/2013 - 23:46 -- bgnyse


I'm starting to wonder

if it's your fault

or mine.

The fears of getting out

populate my mind.

You keep telling me things

giving me assignments, peojects, homework

and it's supposed to prepare me


I'm still empty.

Who will show me how to survive out here?

I want more than to "get by".

Don't we all?

Who's grading my life?

It's going to be difficult to find out

without a teacher

I hope life's tests are multiple choice.





I like this.

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741