It's getting old
I wake up this mornin', Mom's yellin' at me. God what do I do, That makes her so unhappy. I put on my clothes, Get ready for school. Listen to the teachers Say "Follow The Rules". I mean..It gets old, On how it's always this and that. Just leave me alone, What your saying's gettin' wack. One day this girl asked me, Why you actin' so funny? I said "Because", People here are jokes to me. People always say "Follow Your dreams!!" Even though they don't care. And what if it's not a dream? What if it's a nightmare? To me it's whatever, I'll do what I was told. But to be honest, It's Just getting old.
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