I wait for that 3 o clock bell
To ring its way to my freedom, to release
Me from the educational hell
To let me fly free.
Time moves so slowly when you/re waiting
Waiting to Leave something that you
Dread each day. You see there/s just no debating
It/s a day you cannot escape.
A decision you cannot make, and a rule you cannot break.
So whilst im sat in that plain room, listening to the
Rhythms of clouded thoughts and that pen
Tapping on my page
Think of me.
Set me free
Someone.
