With a gasp I wake
Another day I dread
Must I go? Can’t I stay?
I’ll behave I pray

With a crushing disappointment
I got up
to face the day
I want to give up

A smile on my face, I got ready
With a spring on my steps,
I waved eagerly
The mask I wear feels itchy

With my head held down, I arrived
Heard voices I so despise
When will it end, this torment
Or shall I end myself instead?