All things I've learned
can only be measured
by all the things i haven't
grounded and ingrained
by everything i have lost
in pursuit of this knowledge
and in trying to achieve
what is expected of me
I hate myself
for valuing a number grade
over my personal health
i hate the society
that taught me these lessons
of labeling your self worth
by the letters you receive
letting your mental health deteriorate
in the name of 'knowledge'
i hate being so broken all the time
and that good isn't good enough any more
you have to be the best
or else you're nothing
how many numbers until i'm allowed
to break down and cry
tell them i'm lost
tell them i'm lost
tell them i'm lost
i'm lost and i can't be found.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, I find that so much is expected of the young these days. Do the best you can and hopefully all will fall into place. A very nice write! Can the desperate cry for approval.