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My head is not working
I want to do all so I don't do anything at all.
My heart is beating fast and I don't know why.
I am not attending at tutoring every monday because I am scared people in my class are going to laugh about me,
He was getting along with her but it didn't hurted me that much,
participating I was,
mistakes making now I am okay with,
I've got my physics test but I am happy that I didn't failed completely,
some were cheating but the teacher didn't look out,
I was happy with my little Orange dress and the jeans beneath.
It was kinda fresh today.
I am sorry mom I didn't told you,
but I am scared to fail class,
because it is most likely,
since I only have one A, in sports,
were my arms feel already numb,
and I find myself asking people which is much more easy.
Mom, I fell on the matrass yesterday,
my shoulders hurt a little too.
Mom, I am sorry,
but my mind thinks of the worst.
No wonder
It is most likely to happen.
Mom? I was about to cry but now they are already dried out without letting go.
Because I know,
nothing's going to change after I posted this poem.
Mom?
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Adna Demiri
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