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This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at MSU chapter.



Frolicking through life with a refreshing breeze

gently brushing through my curly hair,

The chirp chirp of the birds serenading me 

with a perfect personalized concert,

Bright oranges and vibrant pinks

streaking across the brilliant blue sky

as the sun retires for the day.


I wake up years later

as the sun comes up,

marked by my awfully jarring alarm.

Dragging myself out of bed and

just floating through life

 like a soulless ghoul.

Stumbling into the mundaneness of school

and limping out after a new day’s trauma.

Lacking individuality and joy,

livelihood and curiosity.

Just like every other robotic piece

of society’s mechanically-produced population.


The fresh air from years ago


replaced by the suffocating smog.


The cheerful birds singing from years ago


replaced by a dreary, dull drone.


The beautiful colors from years ago


replaced by monotonous browns and grays.


Too tired to find the light

   in the midst of never-ending shadows.

Too tired of not being quite right 

    for those who will never see me as enough.

Too tired to try finding my place

    somewhere I’m not welcome.

Too tired to reclaim myself for who I am

    in a world that scoffs at authenticity.

Shravya is studying Human Biology at Lyman Briggs College and minoring in Cognitive Science at Michigan State University. You can find her learning new choreographies and spending time with friends in her free time.
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