Apathetic No More

These meaningless numbers judge our futures
The tell nothing of our stories of life
Names are branded by these heartless sutures
"Lazy. Stupid" They can cut like a knife
Fates determined by these meaningless marks
Creating troubles in good-natured folk
The artist lays dormant, enduring barks
He shrugs it off later; it's all a joke
But he is sure that he can try harder
And earn his parents' loving approval
And by doing so, he's all the smarter
Because the world will become his jewel
If he gives his all, he'll surely succeed
He must have the desire and the need

We were assigned to write a sonnet, so I did, but it was for my friend, not the class, so I had to write this in fifteen minutes. It's close to iambic pentameter, idk. I'll post the other sonnet titled "Claudia's Sonnet." Tell meh what you think.

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N the poem is so true, so true that I had to read it again. Thanks for sharing n keep it up Inskeep

Thanks much!