School
School, I walk down the halls
Looking at new faces
Thinking how will I make it through the day
Homework on top of homework is what I get rewarded for coming to school
Waiting for the clock to hit 3:15
My days are repeated
Everyday school
Everyday coming to class
Everyday acting like I like some people
School is Jail.
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