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    Poem: Beginning To End

    depression poetry


    In the beginning, we were all virtual 

    In the Beginning, virtual was the worse 


    Finishing The Eighth Grade Virtually-

    Was Hard. 

    Starting Freshman Virtually Was Nerveweking 


    But I did amazing virtually 

    In-person is now hard 


    I’m afraid to ask for help 

    I’m afraid to fail an assignment

    So I just don’t turn it in


    I’m in every club you can

    Think of it so I don’t have

    Time for homework 


    I’m an entrepreneur

    I don’t have time 

    To work on my 



    I have no friends 

    So what’s the point 

    Of being here 


    School takes 8 

    Hours of my day

    And there home

    Work tends to 

    Take 8 more 


    I have no time 

    For me so I 

    Wallow in 



    School now 

    Feels like jail 

    to me nobody 

    Hears or feels 

    my pain 


    In the end 

    Virtual is for me 


    But there’s 

    Just One Thing 


    I’ll never 

    Have the opportunity to do it again


    I guess I’ll have to wallow 

    In my pain, until the year ends


    I can’t wait until the 

    Seventh Day because on that day 

    I will REST. 


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