Will I be present on the last day of school?
I can only watch as the turmoil unfolds itself and slowly waking up. It's so slow like snake poison that will kill you a year after you are bitten. It wants you to suffer. But making most of my time, it will not deter me. Yesterday wasn't expected. Today just passed and tomorrow will only allow us to dream. I wish everyday was a dream. At the end of it all, I just want to wake up and see the real world again.
2 weeks is all I got to prove my existence. If you find me rash or irritable or just a sore eye, then it's my obligation to tell you that my days are numbered. I'm just fighting for the right of my place in school. So bear with me. If not, help me tell the others.
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