Post Midterm Blues


I thought I’d feel relieved

When midterms were written

And not yet received

But I don’t feel smitten


My brain is mush

My life’s a mess

I need a push

I must confess


My only desires: binge tv

Junk food and weed

With Netflix beside me

I can’t help but succeed


But is this why I am here?

What even is school?

I guess just another beer

And playing the fool