Homework
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I wonder what my old bedroom looks like now
those empty nights where my breathing no longer exists
will the trees notice there isn't a window to push their breeze in
my dog wondering the halls wondering why its silent
i’m supposed to be doing homework,
but how can i focus on vectors when i’m picturing you on the edge,
fire out of your control and closing in?
will i be enough for you
In the dead of night I close my eyes
But cannot keep these thoughts outside
I hear it scratching at my door
And moaning from beneath the floor
Homework will you go away,
I’ll visit you another day.
I am not seen, I am not heard,
You consume my time, this is absurd!
It's
all
so
much
So
much
to do
so many
expectations
so many
priorities
So many
people
demanding
demanding
demanding
Dear High School,
I wish that trying hard was enough to please you.
I wish that the hours I spend stressed were enough to "succeed".
Do you know that I have spent hours crying over you?
Because I love you
I will not do your homework
But
Because I love you
I will proofread it when you're done
Tears down my cheeks
run in streaks.
All the time I wasted,
72 hours to be exact.
481 pages more to complete.
Yet I compose a poem instead.
It's not my fault I couldn't finish, it's my guests.
Is it really that time of year,
the day is coming, the day I fear,
the day, the day we go back to school,
but how can I become more cool?
I know the perfect way!
so what do you say
homework or youtube?
A life of hardship awaits ln the past.
For Hell on Earth has passed me by.
Funny how the worst times flow slow.
The best go too quick.
What Hell did I live for so long?
Full of work and study was it?
Pull the rope from either end
Watch it fray
and snap
and destroy from within.
Then squeeze the ball at its very core
Till it’s a flat disk,
with a pop,
then a ball no more.
After a long shift at my job being a sales clerk.
I sit down to do my homework.
I know I have to get this done.
But I want to go and have fun.
I pull out my books and begin to write.
The week has just started
And I'm drowning in a flood
Of papers and anxiety
In homework and insomnia.
The halls are much too crowded,
There is no spaces in the rooms,
My head is over crowded
What does my homework think of me?
I’m sure it doesn’t like me anymore than I like it…
It sits in a musty folder all day
Waiting for me to pull it out
Mindset, there
As papers and textbooks stare at me
I blink. Tired
eyes, reddened while the clock tics.
Focused, but not
As the body says "goodbye"
promising to greet me later.
The day is long, its prospects dreary, and in this state I’m weak and weary.
I have no drive and no desire; I need something that will inspire.
Of movement and of thoughts I’m leery, yet to my mind there comes a query:
So many stresses,
Day after day after day!
It makes my head hurt!
The pain in my head
Can feel like a volcano
Filling me with dread!
alone and bitter.
your hard personality is textile.
distraction is written clearly on your face.
the papers piled high, urgency overwhelming.
From class to class
From book to book
This is all a mess
Just take a look
Homework piled up
No end in sight
Every time I wake up
Don’t turn on the light
The clock continues to tick even though I beg for it to slow
This test is ruthless, causing me so much woe
The words I need elude me like fish that never bite my line
Everyone knows that my grades are on a decline
I stare hard at the numbers and sign.
I concentrate,
I rack my mind.
Minutes pass but I still haven’t a clue,
I try and try,
But I still don’t know what to do.
I am not inspired
To write any poetry
I have been sitting all period
And can't think of anything
Times almost out
So here I go
You may not understand
So read it slow
I bring a crumpled paper to class,
torn, shaded, but there.
Alone sitting on a narrow desk,
torn, shaded, but there.
When collected it seems the same
torn, shaded, but there.
Experiment with metals like chrome
Experiment with chemicals like foam
Plese try to have fun
Clean up when you're done
And please try not to blow up your home
Sitting at my desk trying to get some howework done.
All I can do is to look out the window,
I wish I was outside in the sun.
Oh hated homework!
The constant worry and stress
Fuss and mess
Taking away precious time
Repeats of schoolwork
Have you ever felt alone. You could be around a crowd of people yet feel like your the lonliest person ever?
Roses are red,
Violets aren't really blue,
But that doesn't really matter,
Because homework sucks,
And so do you.
I hate this class,
I hate this pass,
I can't even get up to take a piss.
Teachers just don't seem to understand
That we have a couple of things we'd like to demand
It's not all about my GPA
And all those other things on my resume
It's about living life as best we can
I am bored.
My life is nothing
But school work
And people.
The people only serve to make me feel lost in a sea of faces.
I am erased.
The color in my soul dulled
Homework gives me stress; I think it's point..less.
But I gotta do the work so I can pass this test.
No, I'm not trying to fail, my grades really impress!
I sit in my bed contemplating sleep
It's 3 AM again, but it is so early
I still have to speak to Jefferson about his ideas on federalism
I still need to figure out how to ask Pythagoras about his golden ratio
So I know there’s homework due today.
That much I really know.
I also know that now is the time
Where you collect it so…
I must explain to you
Why my homework isn’t here
My fresh, new assignment
On a crisp piece of paper in bold text
"I'll get right to it!" I say
As I lay it down on the corner of my desk
Never to be touched again
I'm getting a zero
because I didn't do my homework?
Oh, and that zero
is going to bring my grade
down three points?
Okay. Yeah, it's my fault
for not turning it in.
I'm sorry.
School is back, its that time again
teachers are wack, i get to see friends
if theres one thing i dont like its a loner
but overall i hate homework
teachers need to stop with all of this domework
Why do you give us so much homework?
I learn better in class
so stop being an ass
im sorry for my language
actually im not
i know im being a snot
but listen hear
Kiss My A**
Where do I start, what can I say?
Never been much for words
At least that's what they tell me.
"Oh you're so shy"
But I stand up in class
"That question is stupid"
I am BOLD, I am BRAVE,
Who are YOU to tell me I'm not.
I may not be the fastest to understand, but I give what I've got.
My BEST....is it enough?
I study, I struggle, I even go without sleep,
Why so much? Can't you see i hate it!Homework here, homework there And you don't even bother to grade it.This is stupid why should we do it?Look at all the extra work and there's nothing really to it,So common let's admit that you don't even like
I walked a mile to high school everyday.
I sat for six hours.
I learned about subjects
that I didn't care about.
When school was over
I walked a mile home
and spent my own time
doing more work.
just go retire. get fired. now. please.oh wait. we can’t get rid of you?then you might as well listento what all you trashy teachersalways have to say
Where's my homework you say?
Well I sat down and did it yesterday.
Then half way through, my pencil ran out of lead.
My homework was eaten by the bugs in my bed!
My seventy-year old computer got a virus,
Her tone frightens me
As she spouts equations at the speed of sound
My pencil furiously marks my paper
With numbers and letters
If she hears the tapping of a pencil
You wonder why we cry and whine
It's because homework is a waste of time
We're not stupid, we know the junk
But when school's out we like to get on our funk
Calculus
Homework is
Like some sort of poetry
It expands somewhat in the middle
Then is gradually, thouroughly
Simplified until it is quite
Manageable once
Again
The neverending blizzard Stuck, forever; It never ceases
More upon more, Piling up, up, up When you thought you were done
Here's another one Have no break, rest assuredBetter get it done now
Homework... Huh, now that's a funny word.
Oh wait, no it isn't, that was really quite absurd.
They swear it's in our best intentions,
and they insist we must go on,
but what good can come from something
What Do You MEAN I'm Suspended?
Im not allowed to say that in class?
Im not allowed to say that thinking about taking my life isn't me being a coward but instead you being inconsiderate?
here I’m insane
there I’m even more insane
because I could be sane
which is strange because
I usually can’t
be sane while surrounded by too many people
I can show you a villanelle that I wrote.
This is the only way of showing it.
Yes, I did pay attention and take note
Our World is quiet, and operates in shadows.
The secret committees commence with their meetings.
The silent leaders annually rendezvous.
We are strong and stealthy, though we are only teething.
