Contradictions and Conundrums
When school's in full wake
I struggle to awake
Are clock alarms forms of torture?
I must labor tirelessly all day
Despite my tendency to get tired
Is sleep my real enemy?
I work eight hour shifts in earnest
Though my bank account does not shift
Is my report card the paycheck?
I am friendly towards all my peers
Yet rarely do I spy a friend
Is this smile my disguise?
I gaze at teachers in class
But I only learn when I'm engaged
Is it up to me to survive?
This poem is about:
Me