High School Blues
The other students make me insane
their silly words worm into my brain,
bringing it to a state of such mush
That I may as well be smoking kush
The teachers they distract,
so that from the lessons they detract
spinning silly stories and outrageous lies,
giving a pointless glimpse to their personal lives.
Truly, I want to learn
For some intellegence and wisdom I yearn
I'd be ecstatic over a good discussion,
but listening to these kids gives me a concussion
I'm ready to get out of here!
Find somewhere to kick it to high gear
Leaving, getting away from this place,
thats the path I want my steps to trace