Rise and Grind
"Rise and Shine"?
Try 'rise and grind.'
Like the pain in my bones
That harmonizes with my moans.
"Up and at 'em."
Why? And who is them?
The sun isn't even up
to share my suffering cup.
"You're gonna be late!"
I'll accept that fate.
Rush this senior
And I'll get much meaner.
"Don't forget your lunch!"
Gee, thanks a bunch.
The thought of choking that down
Makes my entire body frown.
"Bye, I love you!"
Bye, love you too.
But I sure don't love school
Or it's prodding at my cool.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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