@Sleep-deprived-and-Stupid group
I want to be dancing
I want to take my finals
I want to make sure my college credits
Still count for this semester
Even though I wasn't there for half of it.
I want to see my guys and gays
I want to learn more, too
I want to save friends' asses when
They don't know what else to do.
When the virus stops,
Lives are saved.
But they won't ever know
How to save what's left of mine.
The next seven years of my life
Are all they care about,
But they never recognize
How much they've destroyed.
As a child,
They want me to be the perfect future,
But I can't handle the rigor
Of losing half a semester
Where we learn around four times faster
Than any normal class
Per class
Per day.
It makes me nervous to know
I'm missing the things that matter.
Not prom or sports games,
But learning how to handle the pressure
Of a fake schooling world.
I guess this is real.
(A real pain in my ass–)
Real pressure.