Schulangst
I can feel it in my heart
I can feel it in my soul
it's ripping me apart
what a terrible hole
The conflict never ceases
only increases
A battle with the self
a battle I can't win
always a stalemate
never the end
Visibly shaking
stomach in knots
Earth isn't shaking
it's the ailment I got
People are judging
face is red
along I'm trudging
to the place I dread
Too many people
need a place to run
"I can't do this!"
this isn't fun
But for this goal
this goal I got
it's a terrible toll
but it's worth a shot
Pull on the door
feel the cold
this place of lore
"Just act bold"
Gotta get past
my first day
gotta act fast
class is today
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