This is for a special person
Who will alwayshave a special place in my heart
This goes out to mom
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Up at twelve
Pencil in hand
Boredom overcoming my brain
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I see you
Hiding behind that smile
Your dimples tucked inside your face
Your never-ending rows of shiny, pearly whites
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I'm sitting here
Feeling icky
This medicine I've got
It's very sticky
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Mushy, fruity, gooey, yummy
Swallow it, goes into my tummy
The stuff I crave to taste
The stuff I won't let go to waste
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little sister, little brother
bothering me like no other
their stupid whining voices
are damaging my ears
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In between the elementary and the high
We sit back in our seats and sigh
Back and forth between each class each day
Waiting for the lessons to end
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Whatever the day may bring
That's the thing, yeah yeah
That's the thing
Whatever the day may bring
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I'm messy, I'm lazy
I'm unorganized, I'm crazy
I'm a power-packed punch coming at you
Whenever you're not ready
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Love, the stuff that makes us beautiful
The feeling that keeps us bonded
The stronghold that allows out society to be so humane
Love is forever
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