Coffee grains stuck to the espresso bottom

Leftover grit serve a bitter reminder

Of the endless night confusion ensues

Search engines lead the train of thought to foreign lands

Tears hit the keyboard

A systematic imposter types shame

The new dictionary definition: my name

Whatever happened to inspiration

Formulaic approach has no room for innovation

Illuminated numbers now interrupt

All-nighter studies

Stress for the grade

Which determines the destined reality or fantasy

Pressure existed the generation before we were born

The destiny to greatness we could have sworn

Were meant for the kids next door

Jealousy over talents I cannot replicate

Trying to inspire my own originality

Creativity never scores high on the rubric

What is this regurgitation

Memorization of lists

Called education?

My future is motivation

The finish line to freedom in sight

That’s why we reluctantly endeavor

The AP tests