Two hours of sleep
hearing the alarm clock
with its beep beep beep
having a hard time finding a pair of socks
waking up on the wrong side of the bed
hardly anything for breakfast
not even peanut butter on bread
chasing after the bus as the rain pours down
staring out the window all through the town
stopping here and there
the anticipation, the nervousness its so much to bear
the final destination
the fear of becoming the weird or the cool
while starting out slow
forgetting to be normal
yet while all this is happening
you realize its the morning
of your typical high school student
