I never thought it would be oh so sweet
Couple of months left, it better be quick
For 5 years, 8-12th I've been here
Induring each day as it went by, not realizing how lost I've come to realize
Ever feel like you're a number?
Or a symbol of something you can never be?
I lied to myself momentarily, thinking I should be what everyone else wants
The praise I saw was favoritism's curse
Something I realized was worse than an illusion
Credit was stolen by my closest friend, she never bothered to understand
I felt meaningless to everyone, incompetent to how academics were run
I was learning things that would never make me be what I truly wanted to become
Passionless, mindless facts, paths that have worn my tracks
Ever feel like sleeping in? to forget what the day will bring?
Or ever feel small? In a world where everyone tries to be all?
I'm tired of looking at my grades. I'm tired of looking at my peers. I'm tired of being a number. And I'm just tired of being tired.
When this chapter ends, I will be set free
To pursure art, my passion, my glee
I was never horrible at school, I'm in the top 10%, it's true
But what I'm tired of is seeing is people who think they care, although their assumptions and words are empty and bare
I'm done with everything
I'm done with waking up at 5:30
I'm done with being something I was never meant to be
So forget high school
It's not as great as it seems
so what if you're Valedictorian, Salutatorian, or last in your class
There is something in each of you no person can every control
It is a gift you were meant to use, nothing like science, math, or words, but something greater
Something that high school could never teach you
Pursue your dream, pursue with ambition
Because no matter what anyone tells you, you can do it
"It's so hard" "It's too much money" "You won't make enough"
just say, "At least I'll be happy"