I missed waking up at a set time,

I missed picking out what to wear,

I actually missed combing my hair.

I missed all of my friends,

 I missed my old locker,

I even missed Mrs. Stoker.

I missed eating three meals a day,

I missed turning things in,

I missed the sound of clicking pens.

I missed childeren screaming,

I missed the smell of paper, 

I missed the slamming of

the stapler.

I misssed sleepless nights,

I missed that strange drive.

I missed the stress tied to it all,

I missed banging my head against a wall.

I missed my backpack I am forced to haul,

I missed the goths, I missed nerds, I event missed the kids that are cool, 

In general, I just missed my school.