I wake up each day wondering why I'm here
Is this the same life I am meant to endure
I grow silent with anxiety and fear
With my innocent heart so refreshed and pure
I make my way to the place called school
Who are these people who so confidently stare
Why so many eyes, that make my body so cool
I carry on walking not a flinch not a care
One of them smile at me as I gracefully pass
I feel so hated yet it's just another day
I head straight through to my distant class
I feel so confident yet have nothing to say
I stand in the doorway looking at the full chairs
My fear swallowed and my pride up in the air
I head to the front of the class and scribble on the board
"Attention class, I am Principal McCord"
