The air is hotter than it was before.
I find my mind at its limit of 'trying'
Once I get home I will not look over what I should.
My lack of learning has me feeling inadequate.
I'm not absorbing what's on the board.
When I write it's about who I am and not what I need to be doing.
Study... when did I lean to do this?
When did I 'get it'?
It depends on the teacher
That's what I know for sure.
Depending on who is speaking and how they speak, I can learn what is being said.
However, the pattern here is look at the powerpoint,
(Which is copied and pasted)
I write notes as best I can
But how can I truly learn this?
It means nothing to me.
As my time comes closer to needing to go home.
A sigh escapes my lips.
Will I fail? I wonder.
Am I adequate enough to their standard?
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Midterms is this week. Wish me luck everyone.
3.20.19
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A Barrier Meant To Be Broken
PoetryA journal of a young adult with a dream. This book contains poems and collected thoughts of their journey that started April 25th, 2018. At the age twenty-two they find themselves stuck between cultures, and more than two.
