Front of the Class


Well, I sit in the front of every class

And don’t think for one moment that I kiss the teacher’s ass

The kids are so disrespectful

I swear they never feel regretful

They make me laugh though

I can’t even lie

I don’t laugh that loud though

Because they think I’m shy


There’s this boy

And he’s kind of cute

I see him in math class when we talk about angles that should be acute

I think he likes me

But I don’t really care

He flirts with every girl in there


The library is my favorite place to be

It’s quite funny actually

I don’t even go to lunch anymore

I head straight to the media center doors

Where there are books and computers and a whole lot more


Towards the end of the day

I sit back and unwind

Why? It’s almost gym time!


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