Only day 6
And yet my backpack
Has left bruises in my back
Quizzes and tests
Have been sprung upon me
Only day 6
And yet friendships
Have already started
To weaken and decay
Unwanted comments
Surround me
Only day 6
My mind is already
Stretched and in pain
Fear of failing
Creeps up on me
Homework makes me
Stay up past my limit
Only day 6
My eyes are closing
As I write my poem
My fingers hurt
From gripping a pencil
Only day 6 and
I'm
Ready
For
It
To
Be
Over
Love is an open door?
All you need is love?
Love story?
I know that feeling
A bit differently
Not quite what the song was intended for
But I know of love
That opens doors
The love that is
Dear New York City,
I don’t know what it is
That makes me love it so much
Maybe it’s the buildings
That stretch towards the sky
Forever reaching upwards
Have you ever seen dozens of roses?
A field perhaps
Covered in red beauty
Have you ever tried walking through dozens of roses?
Your fingertips perhaps
Covered in red blood
From afar roses are gorgeous
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