Another day
Another clueless day.
Same maths room
Same teacher
Same people
More curriculum
More to catch up on
No way to do it
Another day
Another failed test
Painful amounts of guilt
And low power motivation
Another day
Another load of stress
Another day
I claim to try my best
I know this isn't my best though
I could definitely do better
Im lost in what to do
And found in a mess
Digging around
In a pile of stress
Picturing pieces to a puzzle that's lost
Ill find some pieces
But some are gone
They're irreplaceable
Left as memories
Memories that hurt
Sad lost pieces
That played their part
~H1
