Chin Up



Assignment come,

Assignment go.

Sleep deprived,

Tuesday passes so slow.


You’ve survived the 13 years of hell before.

Nothing will be as bad as the taunts, the jeers.

The cool kids beating the shit out of you and your tears.


You’ve made it past the first round,

Just another year, before the bell next rings

Dodged every uppercut, jab and left hook

Shadow boxed your way through the books.


Eyes burning and sinking like anchors

You’ve burnt the ships but you forgot the sails.

Improvise with palm trees, they’ll suffice till next year

Or till a storm turns up, drops you straight in the eye.


Better luck next time?

Luck is for fools, for the uncertain and the unkind.



You’re not the one to take it too light,

Drop the hammer, pick it up this fight.


Keep your wits about you

Keep your guard up and tight too

Where there is darkness,

Seek out the light.

Head up, run. Run with all your might.


But remember, don’t take it all to heart,

A punch through the armour isn’t a bad way to start

There’s half a year there, for you to cry in despair

But it can also be filled with your glints of success. 


So you’ll be fine

Just carry on, don’t whine

Because there’s a life, out there

Somewhere out yonder

Just walk on by,

You’ll get there in time.


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About kimstilllivesathome

I'm a full time uni student. I have no social life and I have a bleak outlook on everything. Also, slightly lactose intolerant. Poems, maybe some rants and the occasional ramble.

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