Summer is what kids want,
Summer is what kids want, but don't need
We want summer because without school we feel freed
Yet as we continue to grow
And my tears begin to flow
I'll miss it so.
But when we become teens
Maybe later like in their tweens
We'll begin to miss school
And our dumb friends that were labeled cool
But it'll never happen again; that was high school.
Soon I'll be 16
So there isn't really much childhood left for me
One day I'll finish school and cover my box with a lid
I know now that I should never have hid
And how much I'll miss being a kid.
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