My Icurus Story

November 16, 2010
By Tom Puglisi BRONZE, Wharton, New Jersey
Tom Puglisi BRONZE, Wharton, New Jersey
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I put the wings on.
I kept getting perfect grades
from all my teachers.
I would say in a
More than please voice, “I
Don’t need to do
A single thing here!”

I started to fly.
I would get assignments
And throw them out
Like an unwanted thought.
Like an unwanted thought.
Like an unwanted thought.
“I’ll be A okay!”
I thought to myself,
Full of genuine excitement.
Not a single worry.

I wanted the sun.
“Why would I listen
to that old hag?”
I thought I could survive
only on my ever growing ego.
I thought I could survive
Only on my everlasting pride.

The wax was melting.
I got a dangerous letter
In the mail today,
To the parents of
None other than mine.
I was failing Biology!

I drowned in myself.

The author's comments:
I made this for my Creative Writing class. I don't think it's my best poem but saying something is your best puts a lot of pressure in you.

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