School Blues
My classes are a bore,
It feels like a chore,
I just wanna weep,
School took me away from my sleep.
Teachers constantly lurk,
To make sure I do my work,
I always try my best,
When working on a test,
Something I must confess,
Senior year is a lot of stress.
Sugar keeps me awake for the day,
Try not to look stupid because I've gone the wrong way,
So many explanations,
For forgetting my parents expectations.
Graduation isn't soon enough,
Senior year is kinda rough.
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