The sun rises and my eyes open slightly,

beep,beep,beep distrubs the peace unrightly.

Another day, another beginning, another oppurtunity.

With my arms stretched high  I greet the presence of the school year.

Another year, another beginning, another oppurtunity.

Walking up the steps of my school with desperation hanging on my mind,

It's my freshman year,  I am so lost there is nothing to find.

You would suppose there would be signs anything would due, 

yet the only thing is students, students, and more student's shoes.

I cry out in anger with tears rolling down my face,

Where is my class?

I shrink down in a corner yerning for embrace.

Students and teachers step on my toes,

I say a quick prayer just hoping I will become known.

Fear is reveiled in a freshman's eye,

an intimidation so scary they want to die.

I was one of the wondering sheep screaming out "SAVE ME!"

I yelled and cryed and screamed somemore,

yet no one recused me

no one opened a door.

Shepards... you are failing horribly.

The sheeps are lost without a guide,

please do them a favor and do not hide.

They need you.

They are in a pack of wolves with no clue.

Put down your drink and stop the gossip,

reach out your staff and save the sheep from the toss-up.