Tomorrow

wake up, change, school, sleep I can't sleep, so I count the sheep wake up, get ready here, we go again I keep wondering when is when "WHEN you finish, it will be worth it!" "WHEN you're done, you'll feel accomplished." They say it and mean it, but they don't feel it the pressure, the fear, the unfair shit The now unknown struggles they once felt have disappeared, and they melt and melt They pretend to listen and be all ear While not even wishing us a happy new year! So I lie in bed and think about tomorrow my pillow is wet, and my face is numb so is my heart it's an overwhelming sorrow But soon, the alarm starts to ring and outside, you can hear the birds sing You shove your feelings all aside and get ready for the bumpy ride