In English class today
I got in late because I was
Talking to the counselor for almost
The whole class time.
When I was in English class I
Listened to that bitch rant about
Charybdis and other shit
And I touched my eye with my pencil.
I felt confident.
When I took the
Pencil off of my eye
It felt cold and alone.
I apologized to my eyeball and
I put my head down.
I picked up an envelope
That had a letter in it for
My dad. It said that I got
A 99% on this test thing
For depression and whateverthefuck.
I closed my eyes and put my hand on my head
And I secretly petted myself.
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