With three more weeks of holiday vacation,
Lisa and I've started studying 5 hours a day.
You can read a novel for atmosphere
but you have to puzzle over and wring-out academic books
- with their essays and worksheets after every chapter.
I feel a simultaneous focus and boredom
- but the pull of school is staggering
- like resisting it could break me apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem