It’s the starting of holiday
Doesn’t feel that happy anyway
Feel tired and alone
Though no one’s gone
Felt responsible
So I prayed for people
So much to do and so many hours in a day
That’s what Billy Joel say
Don’t think that’s true
Or am I in the blue
Writing this, laying on the tiles
An excuse not to start on the homework piles
Why am I doing this again
Definitely a rest for the brain…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem