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the school of life

I’m on the bus

on my way to school

i creep through the hallway

knowing i’m a fool

i bite my lip

when i open my locker

another mean note

from a cruel mocker

don’t trust anybody

every relationship ends

i’ve got scars on my back

from my old lunchbox friends

sitting in class

worrying about recess

they play me like a pawn

in their match of chess the boys are laughing

the girls pull my hair

make fun of good grades

but please treat me fair

the spotlight is on

life is a stage

i can’t stand drama club

and won’t stick to a page

now everybody stares

i’m the center of attention

the principal commits me

but i’ll skip detention

i stare at the clock

until i hear the bell

i’m alone in the playground

this won’t end well

the big game starts

without any guidelines they’re all having fun

while i watch from the sidelines

nobody likes me

but i’m the teacher’s pet

i also talkt o the counselor

because he is my vet

the next period starts

everyone heads for the classroom

but i hide away

crying in the bathroom

i escape this hell

at the nurse’s office

these lessons just hurt

my heaven’s the hospice.