What they didn't tell us
They told us freshman Friday was a thing
A day where seniors threw us in the ring
Thinking seniors were people I wanted to avert
I stayed away so I didn’t get hurt
They didn’t tell us once we talked to some of them
We’d find out we sprouted from the same stem
They told us the classes were going to be easy
That the teachers didn’t make you feel queasy
And although these later turned out to be true
All year I waited for it to be through
They didn’t tell us when the end finally came
The undeniable sadness was ours to claim
They told us if you didn’t party you weren’t cool
Not being there turned you into a ghoul
But weekends were meant to be spent with real friends
So I hope those jocks I didn’t offend
They didn’t tell us staying home gave you time to do your homework
Getting better grades would make your face smirk
They told us time would fly by
And at the end everybody would cry
We’d all say we’d stay in touch
Congratulations and such
They didn’t tell us we’d miss everything we came to known
Or that after it was over we’d be once more alone
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