School
A glance around the room is all it takes
Others are at the sane point as you
You see the red puffy eyes
And you can hear the sighs
You wish the day were done
And, clearly, you're not the only one
Your mouth is dry
You're so frustrated you want to cry
Others feel the same as you do
They all want to quit
The same as you
School is such a bore
You wish you could just walk out the door
You can taste the freedom on your tongue
You can feel the grass beneath you feet
It's all in your head
But, boy, wouldn't that be neat?