I don't call this a holiday.
Holy, I hate homeworks.
My summary, review.
&my essay, they are all not done.
.
Nothing changed
because it's been like that from the start.
I have nothing else to say.
Except that it's all so wrong.
You don't understand,
you see and 'understand' things
the way you want them to be.
That's not life.
That isn't.
But the way you
do,
see,
understand,
speak,
about things...
.
.
That's life.