The teaches smile as the model students to walk up on stage.
Wouldn't it be nice to be a model student?
To have responsibility?
To have people look at you and say you really have made something of yourself.
I sit in the back row of assembly wishing I was on stage. I want to receive a smile more than anything, but I know it won't happen.
So I might be funny, thats what they say. But really, Where is that going to get you in life?
Model students don't have to worry about anything.
They get everything right. When they leave school they will be able to choose any profession they want. They won't be left to work in a toy shop like the rest of us.
Maybe tomorrow I will change. I will become a model student. I will receive proud smiles from teachers
and my parents will be proud to call me their daughter. They will be able to say, yes thats our model daughter
It would be the perfect life. I will no longer cry myself to sleep. All I want is to be able to show people that I have made something of myself.
