How are you? I'm writing you from school All I sacrificed to get here And I just want to talk to you One month down and I still feel so alone There's still years left to go And all the things I thought I'd learn are barely taught We're just instructed to lean back And think some frilly, cautious thoughts I'd collapse into your arms if you were here And douse your shirt in tears I'm a**aulted by the verse of peers That stresses, line by line How anything's a**ertable as long as it can rhyme And they all inhabit fictions Like these workshops will inspire Hearts abbreviated to a singular desire And their books line up like furniture, they shine And the light makes constellations on their uncorrupted spines And if one desire was all I had to choose... I'd wish that I was with you