8┃𝐌𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
❝My books are wet,
Like they have been crying,
About my writing.❞
❝My pencils are short,
Like they have been short tempered,
About the way I Sharp them.❞
❝My rubber is black,
Like it have been depressed,
About correcting my mistakes.❞
❝My pen is out of ink,
Like it have been tired,
About my rubbish writing in exams.❞
❝My highlighter is dry,
Like it have been speechless,
About my senseless marking.❞
❝My pages are white,
Like they have been going through anxiety,
About not to get wasted by me.❞
❝My pouch who carry them is broken,
Like it have been betrayed,
About soon going to replaced by me.❞
~ I am a c̶a̶r̶e̶l̶e̶s̶s̶ student
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