Hell-ish
tick tock, tick tock
i imagine the bells sound
I'm taken to my own mind
where the thoughts don't stop
and I'm back in the past
reliving the old days
the harsh slap of footsteps
drudging through the halls
the ice cold lockers
that match students eyes
spilled ink staining pants
like the spilled tears on their cheeks
school is approaching
and you'd think i would feel
but despite all the negatives
I always went
To go you weren't always glad
But you have to admit, it wasn't that bad