not a good look for me.....

i officially hate school.
ready for christmas.
ready to graduate.
going to bed.
i love books a million.
wish i had more time to leisurely read all the poetry books in the poetry section but I don't.
went today.
read what i could fit in to my day.
found a poem.
special to me.
"freedom" this is how i feel....

To the father of me
All the places your hands never touched
shout now of your absence
no pay phones
can reach
your distance
not even
lovers can replace
what never was
-Lamont B. Steptoe


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