9 weeks til June/Summer Break Started
Young brains on vacation
Futures float away on paper planes
All I wanna hear is gunshot
Cashier ringing then take your money
Bellies rumbling hungry
Heartful of the hood
Soul shaking towards young face
First place informality
Higher and higher on tragedy
Masters in apathy ready to declare
Deadly I don’t give a fucks
Followed by lovely don’t leave me
Caught in between the too warm breeze
Bacon egg and cheese breaths
Deblt with high interest can’t be repaid
When constantly held back in each grade
Sharp as the blade that shaped eye brows
Instead of saying what son should ask how
The right now will evaporate quicker
Than smiles after bad news
So much to prove and everything to lose
Been lost before understood
the hidden taxes and costs
can’t even cheat right
getting caught on the regular
they say lack of motivation in molecular
I believe mediocrity
Is an acquired taste
Small sips of cynicism
turn big gulps of misgivings
we are quick to forecast their fate
doors to their imagination
imagined nation
must be open late
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