Here's a poem I wrote describing my feelings about school this past year. :)
I'm a senior in high school,
In class I feel like a fool.
The dilemma in my head that's bein fought,
Is weather to show up to class or not.
I don't have good grades, but I just don't care,
I get what I deserve, isn't that fair?
I gotta push through if I wanna graduate,
But that doesn't mean I can't show up to class late.
For all the fans that waited,
And haters that hated,
We make it.