I am looking out of my window the sky is a morbid grey,
I am pondering over my lifetime thinking of yesterday.
The wind is howling loudly like an angry beast,
My minds running wild it won't become deceased.
The trees are dancing tamely under the strong harsh breeze,
My heart feels cold and empty sometimes it wants to freeze.
I live my daily life doing the same old stuff,
But every day I wonder 'am I doing enough?'
Education is always said to be such an important tool,
However a man obsessed by education is nothing but a fool.
I lie here alone on my bed, reading the revision guide,
I think to myself 'what's the point, no one will care when I've died.
A boy could work hard all his life and come through school a hero,
But in the end, when its time to leave, he's nothing but a zero
All of those hours spent upon, reading and revising,
He completely forgot the fact that his time here was subsiding.
I look at skies grey, I want to fly away.