"Be more like her!"
She's all students' nightmare
She's all parents' dream;
None quite like her out there
Teacher's assistant
Straight As, gold medals
Endless pats on the back
Glowing recommendations
Through the school gates
With a big smile
Laughing with friends
In a cloud she glides
Leader of this,
President of that,
Tutor these kids,
They've cut too much slack
Medals around her neck
Glistening bright and bold
No one notices
When she begins to choke
Her mind over loaded,
She lies in bed alone
The valuable papers in her files
Can't keep out the cold
No one sees
Her worn shoulders and back
Or take notice
Of her halo's cracks
As each day passes
"Only a few more days"
She tells herself,
"Then I'll be on my way."
High school passes
She breathes in relief
About to cut the cords,
From her shoulders, screaming to be free
But wait! You can't yet!
She's pulled up from the floor,
She looks up wearily;
Her eyes fall on a college door.
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Beautiful Tears
PoetryQuench your curiosity Just turn the page You'll find yourself Unable to avert your gaze Come, join with me Bring your smiles and fears Enjoy, reader I present to you : Beautiful Tears ~Poetry~
