By Olena Chelysheva.
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I wake up in the morning
And what did I see?
Strange worrying faces
Are looking at me
Maybe they are monsters
Terrify my dream,
I’m only youngster
So began to scream
- Hush-sh, my little daughter,-
Mother sings, -
We are always near
Wish you pleasant things
***
- I hate kindergarten
May I stay at home?
- Sure, - smiles kindly father
Just don’t tell your mum
I will teach you carefully
How to drive a car
So you would be able
To travel so far
Why this world so cruel?
You don’t hear my reasons
Now you call it “school”
Indeed it’s a prison
“You must sit in silence!
Promise to obey
Don’t commit the violence,
Even not be late!”
***
What to do and where to go -
I don’t even know
Should I Work or enroll and study?
Pretending to be somebody
***
When euphoria has gone
I can strongly claim
I wish I had more time
To fight for this life game
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