There is a fear, a fear of failure,
The fear I have known, now and earlier.
The past three years, it’s been my friend,
Every day and night, it never ends.
It haunts my mind, it stalks my sleep,
Waiting to pounce, waiting to leap.
Is this right? I ask myself,
This rat race — when did I sign up for this hell?
There was just a dream that once existed,
But since when do dreams leave you twisted?
Since when do they cost you your existence?
Since when did dreams birth resistance?
Blood, sweat and tears, ne pi ttam nunmul,
Aren't they useless? After all, in this cruel school,
The ones that are to be chosen are already chosen —
The rest of us just stand there, broken and frozen.
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A/n: Those who relate to this, I hope you get what you want...or.. love.
