Writing and Woes

Studying and Stressing , With my exams now pressing, And a workload appalling, my a confidence is falling, My room is so cluttered, My spirits in the gutter, and my brain is not working, So, a breakdown is lurking, It’s just taking me ages, To summarise these bloody pages, And everything is blaring, So my temper starts flaring, So, “Shut up, I’m studying”, I’ll scream and shout. But, I shout at my mum , who just came to see if she could help me out. I’m feeling agitated, It’s all far too complicated, Because nothing adds up or makes sense. Now my eyelids are drooping, and my shoulders are stooping, So I’ll just have a five-minute rest. z z z z z z z z z Then, I wake , two hours later, And stare at my paper, I realise that maybe I shouldn’t be this stressed. Because in 10 years time, how much will it matter what I got on this test? All I can do now is try my best.

From a young age it was instilled into my brain that if I want to make something of myself then I need to go to university. I mean it was practically a necessity. Why? Because it increases your job prospects and ensures financial stability   I guess when you’re fifteen , that's the ultimate goal really. You reach fifteen and the question aimed at me: Luc, what do you want to really be? I had no idea. I wasn’t thinking about my future, I barely remembered the day of the week? and I definitely did not deal well with responsibility. The truth is it's hard to know the answer to that question,   I based my A-level choices down to my GCSE’s I did well at English so I figured, hey, English it shall be. Everyone seems to expect you to know what you want for your whole life? Do I want to be a doctor, a teacher, a vet? To be honest, I don't know, I'm only seventeen, I can try and think, but I mean... How accurate can decisions that I make now be? For a girl

Looking back now, hitting rock bottom was the best thing that could’ve happened to me.   It took feeling like an absolute failure to finally set me free.   I had a fresh start, a chance to rebuild myself Be whoever I wanted to be. Because what’s there to lose when you have nothing?   but what’s there to gain? - everything.