schooling
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O Julia, do you remember elementary school
Where every one of us was a young fool
Drunk on youth although we couldn't drink yet
Free from the constrains of student debt
Gee, Julia, elementary school ruled.
Dear ------ -----:
"You just have to say it. Tell him. Trust me, you'll feel better."
I wonder if it's really that easy.
There’s no such thing as a stupid question
No, it’s in the syllabus; don’t you dare talk back
It won’t get you very far in life, that disposition
Have you ever,
Taken a step back for the gratitude of your own work.
Taken a step back,
For the appreciation of the piers.
For a wider look on the world,
A look that digs underneath false notifications.
Down to the depths I fell.
I saw the evil, heard the evil, and spoke evil.
The world was evil, life was evil.
I was dying, slowly.
I needed help,
When I spoke to you
I found the light.
Sitting in a box
A classroom, some call it
Day after day
Nine months of work all to take one test
Is it really worth it?
Six hours a day
One hundred eighty days a year
When music speaks without speaking
You feel it in your limbs
You feel your skin begin to dance, at the different notes they hit
When music speaks without speaking
Your mind begins to dance
A poem does not need to rhyme
to have merit.
And my sentences do not have to flow with somber
to have substance.
