I scored much lower than before.
Cheers of failures roamed the assembly grounds,
I wept as I left the crowd.
"High 5 man, I scored as low as you!"
Enthusiasm of those people turned into laughter.
For darn sake, I am NOT retaking.

I knew it all - It's fate.

Shall I just focus on other subjects?
History is something, one will never forget.
Yes! I must ace all the rest of my remains.
Then he told me, "Just leave it. You'll fail."
What kind of teachers, our school contains?
Useless, not determined, and not knowledgeable.
He failed in the past for all I care.
I want to write an "A", on his desk!

Depressed, I am.
Don't bother talking to me now.
Leave me alone, if you don't want trouble.
For I, am trying to swallow my sorrows down my heart;
Trying to continue with Life.

Darn school, for whoever I am,
I'm never gonna give a darn.
Leave me alone for I am not yours.
Never yours, in fact.
Never yours to care!