Treasures (Poetry Book Number Two)

Routine

I wake up in the morning
Then I go to school
Listen to the teacher
While they call me a fool

Waiting for the moment
The bell will finally ring
I'll pick up my bag
I'll be gone in a zing

When I'll reach home
I'll lock myself in my room
Take of the silly make-up
And my ridiculous costume

I'll start crying
And cut myself with a knife
This is the routine
Of my stupid and foolish life

To avoid misconceptions, I DO NOT cut. Never have, never will. 

Dedicated to wanieakiko :)

Ta, ta,
Z.