Routine

Another bell ringing

Another day ending

Another day waiting

For the beginning

Another story not told

Another pain foretold

Another evening to be spent

Waiting for the beginning

I go home again

My mom serves me dinner

I sit, I eat, I say thanks, then I leave to my room

With my head bent to my chest

My mom asks, "How was dinner?"

I reply, "Delicious, thanks"

My mom says, "Are you ok?"

And I reply, "Yes"

I go to my room, 

Get my books all opened

I sit and I bend my head to my chest

I'm singing the melancholic melody of derision hopes

"Another day ending,

Waiting for the beginning