keep your head down, they say
but why keep my head down, when i could go out to play?
who wants to listen
to foolish teachers
when i could play sport
maybe sit on the bleachers
why should i waste
my precious childhood days
let me go outside
see the colourful haze
what's that
that i see
it's a shame they don't
catch a fire in this place
from the race
come to face
so fast pace
cant keep up
must stop
when the revision
gets on top
let me cry
let me scream
let me say what i mean
not the panic
not the fear
make the kids shed a tear
i'm underage
not enough
to feel what is tough
take deep breaths
take a walk
take a moment
that's what they taught
it doesn't work
i tried
i cried
i fought
i lost
but it's fine i swear
the essay is done.
keep your head down, they say
but why keep my head down?
when i'm one day away.
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Badly-Written Poems
PoetryA book of poems, which all cover a range of topics. Hope you like them <3
