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High School


As i move i attend to meet new people

Friends come and go

But good ones stay 

No matter what i do there are always there for me

Who i am or what i am

 They like me for me

 

The boys are always the same

Can i have you number

What is your name

You get tired of those old lines over and over

But not all are the same

There is that one who makes you smilie not wondering your number

Or using tired old lines

They keep it real

When you see them your heart just skips a beat

Dont know what to say or what to do

But if you moved as much as i do

There is always that guy

 

The cool girls never change

Thinking they are all that

With there fake weave

Bitch please

They talk about everybody behind there back

 

Then there is the jocks who are cool to

They go with the pretty cheerleaders

Thats nothing new

 

Then the weed head

Who only smoke

Thinking it cool not finishing school

 

Then the good girls like me

Who dont say a word

Just sit in the cut and watch

 

That friend who keep it to the end is still there 20 years later

The boy with the same old lines never change

That boy who took your breath away so many time there is always that guy

The cool girls are haters and nothing ever ends up good for them

The jocks will lets just say most are still in school

The weedheads go to jail or get caught in somethin they aint do

And the girl like me still sits back and watch

 

I see this every day no telling a tomorrow .

You only have one life to live so live it like its no tomorrow 

 
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