High School Stress Recipe

by Ashes of a Black Rose aka Night Child   Jan 18, 2008


Scatter plots and symbol-things,
Statistics rots and cloud my brain.

Vocabulary, words with teeth,
Essays that I must defeat.

Equations, numbers, Newton's Laws,
Physics grades, repot card flaws.

Wars and battles, dates and faces,
History from so many places.

Uno, dos, and maybe tres,
Can't bring up those Spanish grades.

Choir warm-ups, Do, Re, Mi,
Damn, Vanessa's out of key.

Left face, right face, forward, March!
Practiced drill which leaves me parched.

Graphics, web, HTML,
Holy crap, I'm going to fail.

High school drama, bathroom stalls,
Trapped within these concrete walls...

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