Obsolete
You only write once
Well I think that's a lie
For writing is eternal
It will never say goodbye
My life has been a mess
Lots of stress
I'm almost done with high school
And that's my final test
I could say your words don't hurt me
But it really wouldn't be true
Because the last thing that got to me
Was being reminded of you
You told me that I couldn't
Yet I finally proved I could
You told me that I shouldn't
But they told me that I should
So don't worry about me
I'll be doing just fine
I'll see you at the carwash
When I'm waiting in line
And if you really don't like it
Well, then I hope you think of me
When you realize what you've done
I'll be making history
So here's my conclusion
Obsolete absolution
I have the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness
So read the constitution