To mix things up a bit, and also take focus away from academics. I've let my creative side flow, I think my poems have improved a lot since I started writing.
That frustrating moment when you forget a poem
A beautiful one that was flowing
I remember laying there on my pillow thinking...
I'll write these great ideas in the morning.
Just before the sun rose, my alarm started ringing
See where I come from you don't wake up to birds singing
And as I heard the water from the shower trickling
I guess that poem must've had the same ending.
By yours truly
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