disarrayed, disenchanted, disillusioned- destroyed.
Getting back chinese paper was the ride of my life- the worst ride ever.
First you see that you got an E grade.
Your denial remains strong.
You see that your famed compo is scoring nonsense
your denial crumbles.
Your paper spells your marks in red.
Undeniable.
Your marks are nonsense.
nearly suicidal.
Your mistakes were stupid!
unforgivable!
Your teacher's flippant tone gets into your head!
Incomprehensible.
Your good friend has got an A!
impossible!
many questions sweep your head silly
torrents of nauseating thoughts clog up your mind.
You dont get it again.
There's so so much going wrong, you're lost, drown in the hell of it all.
There's so much you've got to right up.
There's no direction to travel, you're left to wonder alone.
Your friend talks about suicide
your "friend" says its stupid.
The unfeelingness murders you so badly you want to murder "friend"
You clench your fist, you constipate.
Your face turns red while your fists turn blue.
Its crazy crazy wonderful.
You skip GP lecture and wander home.
You shut the door and close the curtains.
You switch on the fan and hear it whisper.
The sky's extremely gloomy today- you wonder why.
You wonder why the rooms so dark, you wonder why the lamp's so glaring
The sky might just be brighter tomorrow.
Sleep early, pack odt- smile, cauz the hopeless world's gonna need one.
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