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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