Good student

I don’t understand,
Why you endure this torture.
What crime have you done?

You are a great student,
So why now are you falling?
It all makes no sense.

Throat closed up, hands tight,
Breath held in, I say ‘good-bye’,
Eyes shut, the curtains close.

Dried up, dried out now,
This is no place for a child.
Your time has not come.