End of Year Scholastics

Stressed by tests, failed grades -Not impressed,
Dub me less than my peers, secret fears, public tears, no more cheers-
Stumble back, study track -what I lack- all the skews of the fact,
After all I am less, hollow guess, faulty chess, not my best,
And yet wasting the funds that I bet, ready set,
Now I get what I’ve earned, it’s my turn as I yearn for success,
Do my best, passed this hole in my chest; I don’t jest, I confess-
I’ll improve, heal the grove, act and move,
Polish jewels; hug the family, promises and gambling, now I’m rambling,
Just consequence of that fence looming high- its intense!
Forcing scholastic gymnastics…

This is me, stressed by tests.


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I am artist, analyst, author, poet, composer, musician to name a few aspects of myself. A bit of a jack of trades, I dabble into many fields that encourage the blossom of imagination and allow me to channel my creativity. I dream vividly and view the world through the lens of optimism and opportunity while acknowledging the ink and shadows.

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