My ordinary day

by never let go of the falling angels   Sep 30, 2008


Everyday a morning awakens getting up to go to school
Running for the bus hoping you wont miss it
While trying to do the work youve forgotten.
You get off one bus to catch another in order to stay in your old school
You arrive walking in late with everyone staring at you the embarrassment that goes by
I hate going in late but rather not switch school
For I dont know anything about thy other and I dont even want to give it a try
Sitting in school board out of your mind trying to keep up with everything thats said
Some classes are good and I have no problem with them but others just seem to drag by
Bells ring before and after every block screaming at you to get to class
When that finial bell rings people come rushing out of class to leave the school.
I walk to the bus that joy of joy to hear the bus driver just complain
I sit on that bus for 2 hours straight listening and watching things that are done and said
Yes a 2 hour bus ride Im not exderateing a tiny bit.
Take out that book
Take out the head phones
And get on your way.
Thats my ordinary day

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