Anticipation

There was an anticipation the clock was crawling slower than a snail My heart began to beat louder All else is a blur but the goal is clear the reality is closer Yet the quiet game seems easier Not even the pearls of knowledge could indulge the students' weary ears in the next 48 hours the slightest bit of hatred is amplified everything we like is translucent classes sound like nails scratching on a board homework causes aggravation There's no perscription for senioritis sit here like warts rotting on a pickle Teachers can not find a cure for the brightest transforming in to dull Every little break an excape and every return, excruciating Slacking is an understatement Every leave is a walk to remember Failing tests does not seem so bad anymore Pencils feel like they weigh a ton Taking notes appears useless to all Sleeping longer is our motivation Underclassmen are noticed as peasants in for a rude awakening We got an app just to count down the days The halls will soon be walked by none Papers notebooks even backpacks will be discarded or thrown, no more school for some just for a little while But for seniors, this is the last hoorah The last chance to make it worth it The cruel anticipation drives us all