The alarm screams like it hates me,
Life’s puzzles are tangling in my head like spaghetti.
The future appears to lose its light,
But I stand up — I’ll be alright.
Homework’s still a messy pool,
Preparation days don’t feel so cool.
The syllabus grips and squeezes tight,
But I stand up — I’ll be alright.
The teacher’s eyes are sharp and wide,
As they can see my thoughts I hide.
Exams march closer — a scary sight,
But I stand up — I’ll be alright.
Friends race ahead, so quick, so smart,
I’m still fixing pieces part by part.
I may be slow, but I won’t lose my might,
But I stand up — I’ll be alright.
Dreams keep racing inside my head,
I may trip, I may fall, but won’t let my fear get ahead.
I may lose rounds, I may face the strife,
But I stand up — I’ll be alright.
To the ones who cheer and the ones who doubt,
You’ll see what my battle is all about.
I’ll stumble, I’ll fall, yet I’ll win my fight —
Because I promise you… I’ll be alright.
