School Kills Me

The school-year is almost over,
Happiness may come.
I just wait three months,
For another to start.

The summer will soon be over,
Even though it hasn't even started.
I'll be back to this fiery pit in Hell,
Before I even know it.

I don't know if I can take,
Another four years of this.
My body's a box with fragile items inside,
And my insides are easy to break.