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November 5th, 2020
6:48 AM
I say I want to go home.
I don't.
Home isn't home anymore.
It hasn't been for a long time.
I miss the home where I had free time.
Where I could read and write.
Where I could cook and bake.
Where I could sleep.
Where I could journal.
Where I had the time to exist.
But now I don't wanna go 'home'.
School has turned my house into hell.
I'm up all night trying to please my teachers.
And what do I get?
A slap in the face.
"You're not creative," says my art teacher.
I'm the most creative person in that room.
"You're not a professional athlete," says my gym teacher.
Yeah, no sh✨t.
Every day I run on less than an hour of sleep and a large cup of coffee.
When will I be able to live?
When will I be able to breathe?
When will home be home again?
Update: My grades got better-my teachers accidentally typed something wrong, so yeah! Life is better.
STAI LEGGENDO
Poems & Thoughts
PoesiaJust some of my thoughts and "Poems". I don't expect many people to read this, but it's out here! There's also a weird dream I don't feel like taking out. If you want more of them I have a book: https://www.wattpad.com/story/255510386
