What's it gotten me?
Studying, praying for high marks
Enduring those insanely jesting jackals
That torment me ever so.
A back
Broken of tomes and grimoires
A cabeza deprived dormir and sleeping
Subjects collide
Through a thousand lenses of
Musca Domestica.
Eye sockets dragged through spikes and
Lectures.
A bitter appreciation for humanity's
True face.
I've got a head full of knowledge
And a broken body
And I won't look back.
Kevin Maroney
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-ve-i-got/
