A Piece of Paper


United States
36° 23' 33.504" N, 82° 27' 13.0032" W

Shuffle, Look, Smell, Run
It's that time of day again

Splash, puddle, run
Have to get to class

Look up, look down, run?
No, a piece of paper

"Dear you, slow down"

Looks up, no longer consumed
Looks up, finally understands why she is going to class in the first place


Guide that inspired this poem: 



I just wrote this with the ensight of how caught up I get in school. Finals are one week away and I want everyone to take a moment to step back and breathe. Ask yourself exactly why you are going to that class or studying for it. You will appreciate that stress more.

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