I wake up for a nightmare

Until the moon comes up

Then I dream of wondrous things

Only kids like me think up

Alarm clock roars, my whole body feels it

Angry people claw back my sheets

Then push, pull and shove

I fall out on my feet

Filling up my book bag so heavy I can’t shrug

Sitting on a bus where I can’t buckle up

The bullies make a fool of me

In front her, whom I do love

Can’t botch my recital, music’s in my blood

Anxiety exhausted, still homework must be done

My nightmare starts in the morning

It ends when I grow up….