What Will They Think

It starts on a bland rainy evening

The cool air and pearls on the roof

Makes one feel at ease

The time I opened that paper

I felt so good

Not because I passed, but because I tried

Because I tried to do my best

Even though my heart wanted to rest

I did it without help

Even though I most needed it

But I still did my best

But as the mind is in the force of habit

It brought up something that was in itself devil

I forgot

I was still subservient to their thoughts

And I wanted to abolish it

Like Les francais

Qui a aboli la monarchie

But I couldn't even though I wanted

"what will they think "

The mind always thought it