Apr
29
Finals
All this stress
My mind is a mess
I say I try my best
But I know I don’t
People think I work hard
Always telling me I am smart
I’d rather they say I was dumb
Then I wouldn’t have this pain to numb
I wouldn’t have to disappoint my parents
Because I am an underachiever
Well, that’s what I want to believe
But if I tried, I couldn’t achieve
I can’t
Hopelessness comes and goes
But tonight it keeps me company
