Back to School Blues
Ring, Ring
time for class.
Crowded hallways.
Freshman rushing, anxious, EXTREMELY easy to point out,
backpacks larger than doorways allow.
Here come the Sophmores
careless, foolish but, wise
it's time for them to make all the mistakes they can before they become,
Juniors,
Busy, SAT's, class work
dreading the fact that they have 2 years left
why cant they be
Seniors?
Top dog,
WE run the school,
walking through the building each day
counting the days, minutes, hours until WE walk down that stage.
We dream about the day we recieve those diplomas
but until then,
we sit in our desks
Waiting.
Just waiting.