The sun is holding up my hopes to shine.
My spirits rose until the sky grew dim.
Hoping ones dreams come true like mine, devine.
My mind awake upon the gym.

New doors stay closed with nowhere else to hide.
Within the room, my hands began to shake.
Can you repeat that again? Hold my pride,
and drop that chaotic class for being fake.

With every classroom that I see, I pass.
The hallways sound loud: Bell after bell, delight.
Ding, dong, the students disperse like teargas.
This journey can not take in the graphite.

Only you have the brains to see nature.
Let strength control the changing furniture.