A Story
In the morning I wake up…
And
I know I am at loss…
For
I will have to sit on the couch of boredom…
And
listen to our ma’am talk…
Chatting
to my friends has a limited appeal to me…
And
talking on the mic was out of question…
As
soon as school gets over…
I
jump up with joy and go to bathe…
To
refresh myself from the boredom…
Then
I play, I hide, I seek…
Till
it’s time to study…
Better,
because my mother I can tease…
Then I play, I hide, I seek... some music, a story, to fall asleep.
