I'm Glad It's Today

I hate high school so much I can’t wait for it to conclude While the memories to be made In our minds we exclude Great, I’m almost sixteen! Hooray, eighteen! Twenty-one! But soon the days will be here Where we wish again to be young How old do we have to get Before we learn to slow down Letting our lives fly by so fast Without any time to look around While in the middle of the school week We are wrapped up in our sorrow We want it to be the weekend Just assuming we’ll have tomorrow It is constantly becoming clearer We’re basically wishing our lives away So just stop and smile for a moment And say to yourself, “I’m glad it’s today.”