synergetics2020
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A poem I wrote about being on the waitlist and checking SDN:
Constantly, I refresh
To check waitlist progress
The urge is hard to suppress
And it's making me depressed
Searching for clues
Is all I can do
Oh - someone withdrew
Maybe there's room for you
Each day that goes by
I try not to cry
As I start to deny
That I'll get a reply
It's hard to have hope
At least it's not 'nope'
I try not to mope
And to keep things in scope
I hope schools see me
As I once saw myself
Before this whole cycle
Made me feel like someone else
Constantly, I refresh
To check waitlist progress
The urge is hard to suppress
And it's making me depressed
Searching for clues
Is all I can do
Oh - someone withdrew
Maybe there's room for you
Each day that goes by
I try not to cry
As I start to deny
That I'll get a reply
It's hard to have hope
At least it's not 'nope'
I try not to mope
And to keep things in scope
I hope schools see me
As I once saw myself
Before this whole cycle
Made me feel like someone else