Happy
I should have done my homework.
I feel guilty.
When I’m in class, I play with my hair.
I feel guilty.
Then the lesson ends.
The bell rings and wakes me up.
Today, they are serving meatloaf.
In ten years…
Maybe they will invent something that would make me happy.
Like an invisible cloak.
I’m supposed to do my homework.
I would like to invent a time machine.
If I did that, I would be famous.
I’m very creative.
Ten years from now.
I’ll still feel guilty.
They still don’t have invisible cloaks.
I don’t have friends.
I guess I…
Should have done my homework after all.
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