My brain is filled with knowledge.
Knowledge that I will probably never need.
My parents want me to go to college,
Be the best I can be.
But what if I don't want that?
Then what?
I'll will be just like the others, studying until their brains hurt.
I don't want to be that, I want to be known, everywhere.
I want to live.
Maybe even find a husband some day.
But I can't right now, I have to study.
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PoetryTiny poems that I came up with when I was bored. At least I think they are poems, hmm. If you want they could actually be book ideas but if you do turn it in a story either 1). Comment on the chapter your turning into a book or 2). Message me whic...
