Poem By Safiyyah Manjra

I wonder what it would be like if I ever got caught,
Doing algebra and probability,
On my bed with the radiative laptop.

It is surprisingly relaxing,
To play around with these questions is time consuming.
But it is second week of vacation and this is my method of time passing.

I've tried being outgoing,
The alcohol and loud music is very disturbing.
I can't seem to understand it's meaning.
My mom once asked why must I need an understanding of everything.

Isn't that why things exist for us to understand and appreciate?
Maybe that's why, when we take what comes and spontaneously retaliate,
That we begin to lose our focus on the path that's straight.

It is sad actually,
To think these motions are of this simple analogy.
So I shall sit here and play with the probability.

Comments about Vacation

Thank you Abimanyu! I think so too being different is all of matter of the interest which may not be same as the majority but still... doable
Funny and different way though but it matters of your interest. Nice time

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