Success, Sadness and School by Analia, 11, NY, USA
My pen, my sword My peers, my soldiers My teachers, my trainers My school, my kingdom The doors gossip as I walk through the hall Desks and computers conspiring against me My heart – a ticking time bomb The pressure closes around me Even though my school is my family It’s my hidden treasure in an unknown cave What I rely on every day Fighting against the perfection part of me Striving for my wishing star What I see before me Grades are the food that fuel me The vividness of the green report card staring right at me It giggles and laughs Staring right at me The pressure is still closing around me This is all I have Without it, I am nothing What can I do? Where can I go? There are still so many years ahead of me Yet I feel like I’ll never see school again Every time I’m absent, I rip myself apart A knife cutting through me, my heart is crushed But, I must learn to control the perfection part of me Or else it will forever control me Even though I feel like a weathered book My pages must turn My story must continue
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