| The instructor said, Go home and write A page tonight. And let that page come out of you - - Then, it will be true. I�m seventeen, tired, with many things to do. I have many feelings of uncertainties. Will I finish on time? Will I put all my effort into it? These are just some of what I question. Now that I have joined the working class I feel I am stressing more. Most of my days are planned like this: School, work, homework � what happened to fun? Hopefully, I will make it through the days. As my eyes draw weaker and hands heavier, I think of all I have completed today. I realize tomorrow, or in a few hours, I have to do it all over again. If I make it, I will prevail But if I don�t, I will fail. The doors will slam in my face And I might not have the key to unlock them. With less than five hours to re-energize I have to put my feelings in a disguise. On this endnote I must say I hope I make it through the day. As for now, my eyes must close And my body must begin to dose. The past day ends with a slam of a door. This is my page for English 4. |
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