Passionless teaching sorrounding us,

Obsorbs the excitment of most,

Drousy and bored causes a fuss,

or sketching our trip to the coast. 


Lunch is dull and tasteless,

Although we get a break,

A breathe of freedom is worthless,

when the lunch meat is fake.


Boys are competitive,

Which makes gym class hecktic,

Games get repetitive,

Making their attitudes pathetic.


Girls are ones to critique,

Strutting the hallway as if a queen,

She is attempting to be unique,

Clutching her daily cup of caffine,

Walking while her heels squeak. 


Although it may seem bad,

Highschool is the funnest times,

The funnest four i've ever had,

Up the rope of life im ready to climb. 






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