as Zoidberg would said, "I kid, I kid..." (of course that's right before he starts either sobbing or going whoop whoop whoop)
if 5 was 7
it could be better
feeling suicidal
praying for revival
on the cold yellow tile
and a hot stream tries
to rinse off the edge
hanging head trying
to catch a breath inbetween
drops falling mixed with
everything else that came
before and after
never during
but duty calls
no time to rest
seems so long ago
can't even remember
what rest is
was
could be
upcoming test
maybe absent
just can't climb
sometimes no
is all i can do
