day by day,
time pass by swiftly.
counting down till disaster meets me,
its slowly eating away my sanity.
the sky turns dark whenever i look outside,
thunder n lightning like a sign of warning.
though i feel the pressure within,
but im so lost n dont knnow where to begin.
looking at my books so blankly,
wondering what the hell is it saying.
thinking of the day i walk in,
the paper so white with no hand writing.
hope u people dun feel the same as me,
as SPM is arriving.
all the best to those sitting with me,
try ur best and spread your wings.