Perfectly Clear Poem by Dyhanara Rios

The last school bell rang,
“It’s over! ” kids sang,
But I knew it wasn’t,
So I thought about it,
Over and over and over.

Summer’s back again,
Let a memory begin.
But the fall will return,
So get ready to feel the burn.

The first school bell will ring.
The choir might learn to sing,
While you teach them of past mistakes,
And how mine made you look good,
While they realize you’re really a fake,
And your evil will become understood.

It will become perfectly clear
That the choir’s end is near.