Murderer it is.
It has murdered my dreams.
It has murdered my own time.
It has murdered my hobbies.
It has murdered my goal.
It has murdered my emotions.
It has murdered my plans.
It has murdered those days already, which are yet to come.

But, it has gifted me pain.
It has gifted me separation.
It has gifted me a fake smile.
It has gifted me burdened expectations.
It has gifted me a body sans soul.
It has gifted me a way, to hide my emotions.

And, 'IT' is none other than, the pressure of education?!