Nevichica123

Am I a weirdo? Yes, probably.

Nevichica123

In the morning, I wake from dreams so deep,
          Still tired, I rise from my peaceful sleep.
          Off to school, through the window I peer,
          A familiar path, as the bus draws near.
          
          At school, walks and lessons fill the hours,
          Learning and playing in our school's towers.
          The bus ride home, my mind begins to roam,
          Recalling the day as I journey back home.
          
          Now at home, a simple meal I consume,
          Writing these words in the comfort of my room.
          This is my day, just as it is, it's true,
          Moments shared with you, as I ponder and review.

Nevichica123

In the morning's sleepy haze, I rose from my bed,
          Tired and weary, emotions in my head.
          Off to school, I went, with a blank stare,
          A day of ups and downs, life just wasn't fair.
          
          At school, Tibor lost a friend in a big fight,
          Sebastian even took scissors, oh, what a sight!
          I tried to understand, the conflicts that arise,
          In this world of ours, where emotions can be our disguise.
          
          Josipa, with her homework, her worries grew,
          While I returned home, feeling rather blue.
          I played some games, seeking an escape, it's true,
          Dreaming of a world where skies are always blue.
          
          Now lunchtime's here, and I'm feeling done,
          With the challenges of the day, one by one.
          But remember, Neva, as the day takes its toll,
          Tomorrow's a new chance, to find happiness in your soul.