![]() Battle roundsA Poem by lakki
I hear my phone rings
And that's when round one begins My mind is alarmed But my body asks for more time The battle carries on, but not for long I run off this fight With my mind dressed in guilt And my body still asking for more rest I put on my dress And take that of Me off I kiss my mum'cheeks And I walk on foot to college Guarded with people's eyes this is where round two arises My mind is in trance And my body wants attentions When coming back home I regret not being me again Then call of duty attends my ears Dishes, dinner, and once again dishes My life is simply battle rounds
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