Their language, Which until now, Had spoken clearly, Fluently, Through my mind, Became jumbled, with the dis- -connect and confusion, Normally reserved, For others.
I stared, Pleaded for them to, Unscramble, Themselves to show, Me the solution, To their arrangement, But still, Nothing.
I collect secrets gathering them up like a squirrel holds chestnuts in its cheeks I hold them, in anticipation of leaner times that way, I will be fine fine when winter arrives - when I am left alone
My sleep is never complete Awaken with stresses and worries Dreaming about future In a hallucinated mind I cry For all the things I have to do In a conscience mind I cry For all the things I have to do Finish this Finish that Finish it and my future will be better Read this Read that You're no one if you don't pass My sleep is never complete Because education always competes