Holidays are going to be over and a new term is beginning to show itself. I get tired just by looking at the schedules put up at the website. It kills the fun and joy of going to school.
There is a promise that this place is fun but I begin to think otherwise. The worst thing is that I am not even prepared to enter that place.
I am feeling reluctant and am not ready for any of this.
So much to say and nothing to write
With just an hour destiny may change
Loud as a bang but small like a needle
Movement of the wrist is the one to watch for
It may seems the weather is changing
It may seems everything is awry
But who really decides your destiny?
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