There are some days when I get so tired.
When I wish I wasn’t fighting.
When I wish that things are right.
When I want to lay my head down and dream good dreams.
I get so tired.
When will this end?
How does this end?
Why is it that the world can still revolve while I am stuck at this moment?
Is anybody going to answer my questions ever?
I wish Life didn’t suck so bad.
Glad that I live am I,
That the sky is blue;
Glad for the country lanes
And the fall of dew,
After the sun the rain,
After the rain the sun
This is the way of life
Till the work be done.
All that we need to do,
Be we low or high is to
see that we grow nearer the sky.
~ The anthem of my beloved alma mater
Yannisms 