Mid Year Holidays

School's over
Students rejoice

They just got
Their well-earnt rest

Not me

Classrooms empty
Whiteboard's blank
How I miss those times in class

Homework piles up my table
I'm out of graph paper
Why can't I ever escape

Friends come and go
Many times I feel that
When they go
They'll never come back

Loneliness and work
The two things
I'll never escape

I just hope that
I will get used to this