“Bullsh!#”

By Genaro Agustin

Viewer discretion is advised I have no regrets in saying these words of mine Nor will I take it back I said what I said and there’s no looking back But Fu$# this shi& let’s get this this started

Call me a brat Call me a rat I don’t give a shi% Cuz its all bullshi$

Call me rude Call me a rebel Call me immature But guess what? It’s all bullsh^%

Call me a loner Cuz I work alone But there’s a difference between loner and Someone who’d rather work alone Therefore it’s bullsh^%

To those reading this, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied that someone just put in a few words and called it a day? Slaving themselves over a grade that quote on quote “determines” their worth To a system that grades students like grading the quality of meat Like a mule keeping its master happy by carrying loads Of pure utter bull#&^%

Like struggling through the trenches of war The brain getting out word for word Like a rainfall of bullets

The constant pressure Like someone holding and choking you by the throat Cold sweat dripping off like a cold can of Sprite Gurgling on your saliva like you’re drowning

But don’t worry about it You got your poem You got your grade Now stick it up and shut the fu(& up

Time to rest, time to sleep Time to snore your life away like snorlax Good day and good night

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