Born with a passion
So powerful you could even see
It's reflection in his fashion
Contrasted colours like a bee

Focus all your time on school
Don't worry about making a friend
Because all the same does our blood pool
When we open our last door to the end

Separating yourself from everyone distracting
With your growing amounts of study books piling up on the shelf
Mental health, disregarded, slowly subtracting
Maybe it is my fault that you ended up killing yourself