When I was in middle school
I was such a fool
Hanging around with my pals
Acting so very “cool.”
But I’m in high school now
I’ll make it through somehow...
Oh for heaven’s sake
You couldn’t last to winter break!
You’ll go back running to your mama
From all the stress and all the drama
Boys call you fat, girls call you sleazy
And yet you think it’s all so easy
We know that you won’t make it
So don’t even try to fake it
Oh well, you’ll soon see
High school, that’s where you’re going to be!
Football, tennis, soccer
There are bottom and top lockers
The teachers and the classes
The nerds and the jackasses
Best eyes, best smile, and all those other “bests”
But don’t forget to study for those dreadful science tests
They’ve got computers and projectors
But it’s still a boring lecture
Winter formals and the prom
Feeling crazy, acting calm
Spanish, English, and chemistry
High school, that’s where I’m going to be!
Your life will soon feel so messy too
Don’t forget, you’ve got an essay due
Then you’ll be feeling the longer days
People crushing you through hallways
Insomnia leaving a gloomy haze
But what about photography
And all the fun school plays?
I’ve got the looks
You’ll carry books
I’ve got the grade
But watch it fade
I’ll raise my popularity
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
What? It can happen?
High school—oh yes it’s high school…
That’s where I’m going to be.