Click, Click, Click.
All I hear
as I push my pen up and down
attempting to soothe my nerves.
So much to do
so little time
freshman year will be gone
before I realize
What good am I
If I am just there?
What good am I
If I am only doing a
"decent job?"
I need to be the best
all of the time
What good am I
if I am not the best
all of the time.
All of the time.
What good will I be?
What good am I?
Finals are coming soon.
With a rush of wind
And a hint of nausea
If I do not win those awards
Make Dean's list
Then what am I?
I need to be the best all of the time.
And if I am not, what good am I?
In the world.
"It's okay," My friends say,
as I show them my grades,
A 90 in green, just passing by
"I wish I was you"
"You'll be just fine"
"An A is still an A"
That's what they all say
Until they are in my mind
Wondering 'What am I?"
What will I be?
If I am still stuck in green?
Just barely proficient
No, I want to succeed.
If I am still stuck in green
No awards, no accolades
For me.
I often wonder, is there any future for me?
What good am I, if I am only there?
Sitting in the chair.
Not giving the valedictorian speech.
What good am I, if I don't succeed
I need to be the best.
All of the time.
-kxze
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- Comment from author about the poem: Because I am an overachieving person, this represents my inner turmoil as I come close to the marking period ending. it represents the stress am I feeling with assignments piling up and burnout reaching me, for another school year.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
The drive and booster is definitely necessary to attain something huge. There could be no better critic than our own self to us. But it's also necessary to be gentle with ourselves, to believe in ourselves, and take it easy.
I can see that you are striving for perfection. Remember to take care of you, and don't be too harsh.
Enjoyed reading this piece.
The drive and booster is definitely necessary to attain something huge. There could be no better critic than our own self to us. But it's also necessary to be gentle with ourselves, to believe in ourselves, and take it easy.
I can see that you are striving for perfection. Remember to take care of you, and don't be too harsh.
Enjoyed reading this piece.
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