walking down the halls
the song stuck in my head
of bitter high school drama
and old toxic friendships.
anti-school spirit lurks in the air
i can see, no one wants to be here.
the monotone voice of the lecture
and judging glares from my peers
i roll my eyes, when will the day stop?
the teachers cannot tell, we don't care
have no passion, don't see any cheer
i realize i still have 180 days more,
i almost run straight out of the door.