Breaking Dawn of the dawns sunrise the waking of a bed.
The readying of oneself
Wishing something natural would happen.

School comes and goes some days worth the rest.
The drama the fighting and the certain teachers that make no sense.

The day drags on with no excitement from chatter in the halls in the classrooms that noise.
Girls gossiping about others and of course boy.

When you get home if the old routine arguing and tears of selfish things.
Making your mind wander back and forth still searching for a change.

Finally after homework it's time for bed.
Just So I can wake up and repeat today again and again