Fed Up

I'm fed up with college.

Fed up with examinations.

Fed up with classes.

Fed up with the tight schedule.

Fed up with the possibility that I might not be able to achieve my goals.

Fed up with people who dragged me into unnecessary dramas.

Fed up with people who think they know me well.

Fed up with people who talk shit to me when all I want is to have a deep conversation.

Fed up with the rat race that I'm made to participate.

Fed up with the fact that sometimes ends just don't meet.

Fed up with myself for wanting to give up on my ambition at times.

Fed up with myself for persevering when all I want is a break.

Fed up with the person who takes me as invisible and constantly blocks my path.

Fed up with the high requirements set by the universities I'm applying to.

Fed up with the worries I sometimes carry with me.

Fed up with the shackled mindsets people are having.

Fed up with the acnes growing on my face like mushrooms after rain.

Fed up with myself for only knowing how to complain.

Yet I'm still not fed up with life.