Here I stand amongst the greatest thinkers of the world
The Ivy Leagues
How lucky can I be
Surrounded by the elite, willing to work with me
To take me to another level
I could finally let my wildest thoughts escape this vessel
To compete with anyone and take them down
I’d be standing on the highest ground
Soon the formalities began to fade
No longer did anyone care about my day
The sweat dripped down and met my blood
How could anyone bear this much?
With my last breath I present my results
Only to be met with backhanded insults
Your results are poor
You must work more
They push
They prod
They prey
On your willingness to do as they say
They break you down, make no mistake
They take your energy ’til you turn gray
Enough is enough!
I can’t take any more of this stuff
I’ve got to get unstuck
With a sigh of relief I seek reprieve
Maybe I wasn’t worthy of the leagues
Or maybe the leagues were never worthy ofme
-submittedby Anonymous
