Demanding Everything

I spend my days 

Procrastinating 

Convincing myself that no

Tomorrow, I’ll get it done 

Tomorrow, I’ll be productive 

I spend my days

Procrastinating

Convincing myself that no

Tomorrow, I’ll get it done

Tomorrow, I’ll be productive

 

But that never happens

Things get in the way

Things of my own making

But

Still

Things

 

Sometimes I know I should stop Netflix and chilling

I should stop looking at the contents of my fridge

I should stop writing poetry

As a means of delaying real work

 

But at this point in my senior year

I wonder

I

Wonder

Would it really matter?

 

The logical side of me says

Yes

Of course it would

Because university

Because grades matter

Grades decide my future

 

And then another part of me says

No

decide my future

Nothing else

Nothing should

 

But even that has been taken away from me

I’ve been robbed of my future

Robbed of my choices

Until society dictates when I sleep

When I wake up

When I eat

Everything 

 

Society demands everything 

Until I’m bleeding

Crying

Begging for reprieve because

It’s

Too

Much

The stress

The work

The expectations

 

Society demands everything 

And then it asks for more

 

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