as I sit bored
in my classroom
thinking about sex
sleeping like crazy
no one to talk to
i would rather be
hung by rope on a tree
like lynching
tests, tests, tests
one on top of another
tutoring back to back
college is good
school stinks
high school sucks eggs.
studying, studying, studying
day in day out
would someone help me! ! !
guide me to hell kitchen
and eat the food food of sin
and murder someone in cold blood
while l get my face lick by a loser.
so well there goes life
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