its a great day
Wake up every morning tired as heck,
grab a cup of coffee and im gone,
to start my day off with my facorite song.
flying to get ready, i over selpt again
I say to myself, todays a good day
I get through the first three periods
then finally food,
after lunch im always in a good mood
its 3 o'clock and school is out
off to practice i go
all sweaty and gross i rush to work
to get off at 11 and have to do homework
I wouldnt have it any other way
for this is the life of a busy highschool sudent
but itll all pass by too quick
so make everyday a great day
as they always say, high school goes by
in the blink of an eye
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