On the way to my little school,
I saw two kids who were kinda cool
Suddenly one kicks another in the back.
The other one still go away with his backpack.

On the way to my little school,
I saw birds tweeting two-by-two
Suddenly, they saw a little piece of grain.
They start fighting for it, in pain.

Life is like a school's typical day.
Either gets kicked in the back, or die the other way.
On the way to school, I wonder.
"How much can this life be more insecure?"

Raining.
The streets are flooding.
I'm just sitting on my table.
Listening to something suitable.

The rain never tells right and wrong.
Sometimes so gentle, sometimes so strong.
But I'm still sitting here.
Music in my ears.

Eventually the rain will stop.
And the busy streets start going hop.
But I'm just sitting here, sobs,
I only wished, the rain never stops.