Soft voices drift through the house.
Everyone should be asleep, but isn't.
Wind blows, accompanied by giggling.
I roll over in my bed.
Everyone should be asleep, but isn't.
Tomorrow, we have to go to school.
I roll over in my bed.
Nights aren't long enough.
Tomorrow, we have to go to school.
Waking up early; classes all day.
Nights aren't long enough.
Homework is left unfinished
Waking up early; classes all day.
Alarm clocks end the only rest we get.
Homework is left unfinished.
Sleep or work, one is sacrificed.
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