I'm Stressing
Senioritis has hit me hard
So I might as well be a bard
And explain to you why
I'm stressing.
I wanna be lazy
It must seem crazy
But senioritis makes my nerves fry
I'm stressing.
My mom wants me to fill out apps
But I thought you played with apps.
Sometimes I just want to sigh
I'm stressing.
Scholarships are pretty huge.
I guess I need to be a stooge.
Sometimes I just want to cry
I'm stressing.
But I come to my home
Where my dogs roam
To my stress, I say, "Bye!"
I'm feelin' good.
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