Many mistakes

lead to the fallen
of my face.
Retie my
shoe lace
and slowly
find my pace.
My mind
is like the rate
of change
and up the slope
I began to accelerate.
I’m like an inexperienced
driver
and unlike the experienced
I’m moving a little slower.
Both hands on the wheel
until I get the feel
but as of now
arms shaking
like a student outside
during the fire drill.
Cold outside and nervous
was when I was
attacked by the serpents
for observing my weakness.
Being observed like a
science experiment
and I’m being tested
like a hypothesis.
Sometimes I wish
I was only a cum stain
 on a ebony magazine
in prison.
I get exhausted from living.
I blame the process of conception
for my existence.
Haven’t matured from
all the therapy sessions.
Wasted money on
co-payments.
I neglected each
and every lesson.
So many unanswered
questions.
I’m oblivious to the
present
because I think futuristic.
I’m a robot with job.
Dollars and coins
are now artifacts.
I flying to school
with a jetpack.
But I’m wondering
Will I have a ballsac?
Robots can dance
but can robots have sex?
My teacher wakes me
up for snoring in class.
Dann that was a crazy
dream that I had.
So embrassed
like a parent
of a 15 year old
that’s pregnant.
Like my dreams
I’m falling asleep
through every lesson
except no co-payments.
Funds come out of my
parents taxes.
No ebony magazines
in my reality.
Have yet to
lose my virginity
So masterbating to
 experiences
I only see
in my dreams.
The teacher is
now screaming
on me
for not paying
attention.
I swear she is the
serpent
that leads the demons
who then leads me
to temptation.
Now in serve hesitation
all of a sudden
a fire drill.
My classmates
March into
the soccer field.
Shivering because
of the wind chills.
See girl by the otherside
of the field.
Couldn’t resist this
oppurnitiy I had
to feel
her ass cheeks
to see if they
were real.
Among the crowd
she stood still
I gripped her bottom
with two hands
like a steerling wheel
on ship.
I tried to dip
and I thought I
was slick.
My shoelaces were untied
and as I ran
over the building steps
I slipped.
She came on
top of me
and punch me
in the chin.
Not again
As I wake up
in my mother’s
bed pretending
again
to be somebody
I’m not.
I’m slipping again