Sunday, November 4, 2012


i cannot get these feelings of preoccupation out of my head
i’m sitting here trying to study but want to write poetry instead

there’s an undiagnosed something within the system i suppose
final grades are fluctuating ; assignments are accumulating,
yet mentally i’m focused on prose

from psycho education to services
to psychologists renowned
I am  so sadly uninspired by this department and this major to which i’m bound

all that I currently dream of is a pen and college ruled lines
rap in the back and endless time

psychology, you are a major
but poetry, you are mine