Résumé

Tormented all day, I searched for the perfect words

The perfect wording for me (molded by you)

I want to sleep and I don’t really care (but I do)

I do it because it is necessary; otherwise, I could not be bothered

Hours later

Hours later

Hours

later

It still is not good (or even good enough), but I must force myself to swallow this

daunting

chalky

soul-sucking

sleep-stealing

task which you all seem to breeze through,

drink like the purest water,

and attract all worthwhile parties ~

parties who justly nurture all of you idyllic beings

I squeeze my eyes tightly and shield my head

Nonetheless, l feel all of us toast your engorged yet weightless soul

as it

once again

Graduates

I want to stay in my lane, but predictively end up swerving

and I am intimidated

and I am scared

and it will be a while until I torment myself again