High school

High school

A Poem by David-Tyler

I remember high school
Back when getting high was cool
Pretty girls popped pills and bad boys got their fills 
Meanwhile popularity kills

Getting grabbed by the girl next to me
Stacy's tripping on ecstasy
Saying she didn't get much sleep, she's not there mentally
After how her parents beat her, she doesn't want to be

Don't say we didn't warn you
Spilling out early, what are we supposed to do
When our parents are fighting demons of their own
Nobody's sleeping, our heads feel like stone

Nobody listens, they don't want to hear
So there we sit still, learning Shakespeare
To be or not to be, I felt like Hamlet
Depression and anxiety made me a basket case omelet 

Blunts made time take a break
And for once I couldn't feel heart ache
Over the latest rounds of words my mom spat at me
Ripping me apart like bullets through a paper tree

Yeah, I remember high school
Back when getting high was cool
Pretty girls popped pills and bad boys got their fills
But now we've all got bills

© 2018 David-Tyler


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Welcome to adulthood. Its not all that bad. We all have to go through high school;. If you live to 25 most agree you'll make it. God I wouldnt go through high school again for a million dollars.

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A Poem by David-Tyler