Here I sit, in my classroom. Alone, and dark in thought.
With fear, and anxiety, and pain in my heart.
But with my head, I thought not.
With no care about the world,
I gave up the will to fight.
But still, I live on.
Fighting against my plight.
Never having a day away.
Fighting a war, that I must light.
With the feelings I feel getting worse everyday.
My heart, I wish to keep pure.
But a sea of troubles is in my way.
With the anger I must stay,
Or mother goddess I might stray.

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