I wake up in my bed
With homeworks in my head
I came up in high school with this trend
In homeworks and school,
my time I spend.
I don't know where the enthusiasm came from
And I will hum my faovrite song
It somehow makes me strong
for the unpredictable day that will come along.
I charm my way to school
Dont be late, it's strictly a rule
I will run for my life like a fool.
Tardiness in class is not very cool.
I have my heavy blue bag
I wear I.D with a name tag
I should not forget something
like 'common sense', I should always bring.
It's the start of classes
as each subject passes
my mood suddenly changes
Most likely I consider some cases
In school, there's so much suprises
Like graded recitation or quizzes,
(Just to name a few)
On how I pass I don't really have a clue.
I don't fret a lot on pressures
Though it's something I need to work on
It brings me a lot of anxiety
But I treasure these moments of variety.
When the day ends,
I know God let all these happen,
He wants me to learn and be open
To life, and my faith to Him be deepen.
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