I get up at seven
Feeling in heaven

Next I realize
It is already sunrise

The clock on the wall says eight
Oh! I think I am going to be late

By the time math is done it is nine
I am in front of language art in line

I learn boring things
Studying last minute in hallways of new wings

It is three in the afternoon
I say , “ freedom!” and arrive home soon

After watching SpongeBob, I study my books
I eat what my mother cooks

When I get sick of violin,
I kick young kids at Taekwondo

Now it is midnight
Time for me to sleep tight

I close my eyes to pray
Dreaming at the end of my day