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Best Days of Your Life (no they're not)

  • burnettefi
  • Apr 22, 2024
  • 2 min read

A boy leans over the water fountain,

he smiles as a line forms all around him.

It was all a lark at that point,

waiting for someone to pass that joint.

These are the best days of your life

(no they're not)

Studying hard at midnight in a cafe,

and I'm like damn this is really fucking cliche.

Crying in the bathroom hearing people rush to class,

I don't care if I'm late, everyone can kiss my ass.

These are the best days of your life

(no they're not)


But everyone says,

these are the best days of your life,

then why do you keep twisting the knife?

these are the stories you'll remember forever,

do you think I'll remember all the marcid pressure?

these are your golden days,

why am I living to write essays?

what am I missing?


A football player gets to leave class for a phone call,

later that night is on his sixth shot of fireball.

He is getting payed to go throw a ball in university,

other people are better at understanding the urgency.

This shit should be fair,

I shouldn't have to swear

to get my point across.


But everyone says,

these are the best days of your life,

then why do you keep twisting the knife?

these are the stories you'll remember forever,

do you think I'll remember all the marcid pressure?

these are your golden days,

why am I living to write essays?

what am I missing?


I stay up late every night except the weekend,

that's sad as shit,

I should be out there living it.

I don't want to scream

but you're crushing my dream

I don't to pout

but I'm about to blackout,

and not in a fun way either

I've been up decifering this cypher.

How do I work a part time job,

and get the grades I want,

and finish the homework,

all before 9 o'clock,

so I can get up at 6 am,

and do it all over again.


But everyone says,

these are the best days of your life,

then why do you keep twisting the knife?

these are the stories you'll remember forever,

do you think I'll remember all the marcid pressure?

these are your golden days,

why am I living to write essays?

what am I missing?

I should be kissing.

I wanna be a fun-loving kid,

but now I'm 18

and I don't know the first thing

about anything.






 
 
 

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