Every year i dread it
Every year i try
to get out
to get excused
make up some
fake excuse
go to the nurse
spend hours in the bathroom
anything!
Just no more
POEMS!
I hate the repeated
failed attempts
The miss interpretations
the things people think
i mean
but have never thought of
the way everything i write
turns out all wrong
i hate this topic
every year i endure it
i am fed up annoyed
done
i hate witting
POEMS