High School Hell

My high school was a cesspool of adolecent hell

A good day there was as rare as a wish coming true in a wishing well

If you went there, you would be appalled

They didn't even have doors on the restroom stalls

It's because the kids were constantly smoking in the restrooms

You would get second hand smoke all over you 

There are so many stories I can tell

About my experience in High School Hell

Fights would break out each and every day

My high school was the birthplace of the MMA

It wasn't just the guys, the girls were fighting too

The kids often went home from school black and blue

A nasty fight breaks out during class

The school slogan was I'm going to kick your ass

There are so many stories I can tell

About my experience in High School Hell 

The girls were only nice, if they wanted something from you

I often went home from school feeling used

Then you would hear them making fun of you

The girls would always find a way to turn on you

They once liked rock and roll and then it changed to rap

Am I the only person who thought that was total crap?

There are so many stories I can tell

About my experiene in High School Hell

In the lunchroom, the kids loved to make you a fool

Before you sat down, they would kick your chair right out from under you

It always seemed that another kid was ready to bully you

When it wasn't an upperclassman, it was a kid a grade under you

A nasty upperclassman always pushing and shoving you

An overgrown underclassman making life miserable for you too

There are so many stories I can tell

About my experience in High School Hell 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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