Wake up in a cold sweat as the odds against me bet,

that I won't make it too far in my path. 

For you are too much a nuisance, 

Throw my two cents back in my face.

I get up to the sun at its peak because it's only going downhill from here. 

Feeling like the king of the world but the crown feels a little small.   

I'm feeling jaded, the days fade into copies of themselves. 

Find comfort in caffeine addictions, I'm opening cans just to listen to a pop. 

Funny because I never had a pop to listen to, can you blame a sun for glistening dew.

 

Skip the day in a haze, 

I've been stuck in my ways, 

Mumble through the most of it, 

Been daydreaming and its seeming to be real, 

I'm tired of the school work, 

I don't think school works, 

Don't you tell,

But I've been scheming to break out my cell,

Meaning that if I have to escape this hell I'm going to need some help. 

 

The classes melt in my head, 

Molding into plastered scenes of red and green, 

Christmas lights above me telling me, to feel festive. 

Teacher asking me to raise my hand as if she has to address this. 

Burdened by being naive, I get up and leave.