The Library

By: Noreema Norizan

In the library

Is where my head

Runs mad

It is where I study,

Read, and

Sometimes nap

I love that

Despite what it is

As a place

Chatter chirps

With no

Disgrace

Struggled I have

In the past

Few days

To complete

My assignments

In absolute haste

My efforts are

Ever so parallel

To those

Who've suffered?

The same

Or so much worse

I look up sometime

From what

I'm doing

To watch the same

Struggle others

Are facing

It calms me that

We share this

Camaraderie.

Who knew suffering together

Would make me

So happy.

Within the library

We will all

Endure,

For our future,

Greatness,

We must ensure.