School Is An Unprosecuted Murderer Poem by Sareeah Keelyn

What do you do
when all the signs point against you?
When you suddenly have to much to carry
and life seems less merry
You're killing yourself with stress
What a huge mess
A smack down of expectations
Oceans of limitations
All I do is worry, worry, hurry
Faster, faster!
Yes, of course master.
I am driven by duty and my own
Sleepless nights are my prize
rings around my eyes
A cease fire
is my desire
But my heart must go on wanting
It stares, taunting
I feel like crying
dying
of exhaustion