Trapped in text book
I can’t look at myself in the eyes
I would despise the sight seen.
My mind is hiding.
Reason has been neglected.
This mental regurgitation has a bitter aftertaste.
So make haste
Shut yourself up at home
Study Carthage, study Rome
Spit the dates out
Fruity flavors rot in stale words
My education is mental regurgitation
And I’ll spit it out when this paper is done
Cuz I’m sick of the taste
Sick of the haste between deadlines
Sick of memorizing lines
I’m hungry for knowledge,
But this is college, and it’s finals week.
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