Middle School

The twisted halls
That seem never ending
If we're going to be late for class
It is all depending

On if we can open our lockers
And remember combinations
And even if we do
We don't remember classes destinations

Brand new people
A new school year
Whispers through the hallways
So loud everyone hears

New teachers
With new rules
Different classes
A whole new school

Same old friendships
New ones too
Meet new people
It's just what you do