My collection of Poems

The battlefield.

Everyday from Monday to Friday,

The dreaded school bell will ring.

Everyone from different statuses and age come to do one thing that connects them together,

Studying.

And other activities related to that.

CCA, comittee meetings and enrichment classes,

almost every student will sulk and think,

"When will this torture end?"

It may happen sooner or later,

But one fine day, it will stop.

So stop sulking and contemplating,

Because this is the stage where you will fight.

Fight what?

Fight for your future.

Fight for your fortune.

You see, the school is like a battlefield.

Some students already lost even before stepping into the battlefield.

So start making the best out of school.

Because whatever you do now,

Will be exactly who you will be.

You'll see.