Sponge Girl

My dear (and imaginary) friends and followers. I have just started college and it is exhausting. Here's a poem.

“Sponge girl” They call me.

“Soak in the new information sponge girl” They demand

“Soak in the new and when we squeeze you, you should drip with content, sponge girl.”

And so every day I fill myself and every day I empty myself

Wiping each new day clean so that the next day I may fill myself even more.