I set the alarm to be up on time,
else will be late and have to pay a fine.
But the night seems so long with noises in my head shouting,
“Why I am in this mess???”…..my innocent questions mounting.
I am scared to tell Mommy or Daddy,
probably even they will not understand my state of misery.
Everyone at school is so naughty and cheerful,
but I stand to gain is only a piece of earful.
For I cannot even read a poem in the class correctly,
I stammer and speak with real difficulty.
My only friend Harry also laughs and mimics me,
ridiculing me in front of everybody.
So, here I stand in front of the mirror,
struggling to read a line in between my tears.
I really don’t want to go to school,making myself clear,
they will shame me again is my most dreaded fear.
But am I not a smart and good painter, they say!!!,
then why for my unfortunate vocab is this huge price I pay???
Tomorrow is the Reading Session at school,
where all have to recite aloud as per the rule,
I know I will teased and am already sleeping in fright,
Please God, I trust in thee, only you can make the things alright!!!
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