Defeat - Poem by Melody Stargaze
Monday through Friday I'm required to go to school,
Academics are a pain, same with the people.
I can't stand it, am I the fool?
Then I go and have practice for marching band,
That isn't any better.
I'm the outcast in their little clan.
When I'm not there, I'm practicing for the play,
With all of one scene I'm in.
It's just a waste of time in the day.
I go home after this, to a lovely bunch,
Can you sense the sarcasm?
I hate that place worse than I hate my 7th period lunch.
The weekend comes, and it's off to work for me,
I have to deal with terrible idiots.
This is a living nightmare, can't you see?
There is never a time that I can relax anymore,
I am never happy.
I'm incredibly stressed, that's for sure.
The only time I'm happy, I'm with him,
But I don't want to depend on that.
Because I even have to worry about losing him.
'What's the point in fighting this war? '
I can't leave that mindset.
Even though I've been through this before.
I need to find my nirvana, I need to calm down,
At this point, I don't believe it exists.
So I'm just trudging along like a hopeless clown.
Defeat is a weird feeling.
You almost feel ghostly,
Like your life is peeling...
It really is a shame.
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