Alouette poetry form.
They are two or more six-lines stanzas with syllable pattern of 5-5-7-5-5-7 and rhyming of a-a-b-c-c-b.

I don't think this is an exactly correct Alouette but I tried to follow the syllable pattern.

A good day ahead?
Starts with aching head,
Sleep deprived and tired,
I leave for hell,
6:50, the morning bell,
Comes the lady hired.

She screams abruptly, 
She seems so deadly,
I cannot argue with her,
I need to follow, 
Her words I swallow,
She is my dear class teacher.

Then comes physics, 
Making me so sick,
Derive and solve them,
I don't understand,
Same with maths class,
Really can't stand that mayhem.

Writing equation, 
Balancing reactions,
Absolute disaster,
Learning the names, 
Without the games,
The day ahead gets harder.

Then back at home, 
I can't even roam,
And I have more class,
I study all day,
I forgot all plays,
Days are pain in the ass.

I suffer from blocks, 
I cant express thoughts,
The days are bad omen,
But i escape, 
With a "no-cape",
The hero they call a Poem.