One Day at School

As I sit at this desk,
with my head on my arm,
thinking takes place
as I feel so alarmed.

If I continue to be so you know, always feeling low,
how will I glow,
how will I grow,
if my feelings I just won't show?

It's amazing how I can just endure all this pain,
but it's driving me insane,
I want to drain my brain,
like rain hitting a window pane.

I have too many thoughts,
too many fights I have fought,
I will push myself until the reason why is thoroughly sought.