Now I am sitting here.
The tree is still there.
Yet time flies
To where the exams lie.
I run, run, run.
Yet you come, come, come.
Why are you so horrible
Keep on giving me trouble??
Four hours sleep per night,
Night after night.
Enough! That’s enough!!
When can I do something I love??
I am nothing but a human being,
A little girl who knows nothing but crying.
Yet who can ease this ignorant girl’s fearing
Or stop her from trembling??
By Cecilia OR
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