An Exchange Student's View on Six O'clock Mornings
I wear the hours
of each day under
both eyes.
A body's natural way of
saying
it is hard,
but I am trying.
And I will wear them without shame,
or embarrassment.
A student's way of saying
It will be worth it, in everyway.
Exhaustion, confusion, and headaches: having a new life
for almost next to nothing..
Any conversation now, is a lesson in language
that is strange to the taste.
Each morning I wake up ready.
I want to devour everything the day dares sends my way.
Tired or not,
I have an excitement for the world
that makes saying
guten Morgen,
easier.
Six o'clock
and
class
begins.
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