School starts now
When I wake up to my alarm clock's scream
I know that it has to be a dream
My mother tell me she is lucky
For I'm one teenager who actually likes to study
I jump out of bed
Get dressed
Then I go to eat my early breakfast
Then I hear the bus honking it's horn
So I hop up and announce
Its the start of my senior year
So be warned
I sit next to a boy
With colbalt blue eyes
I look out the window thinking
This year will be great
And I smile.
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