Senioritis
What does it all really mean?
Yes, this is our last year of school but it’s making me scream
Twenty three weeks in, twelve more weeks to go
I don’t know if I love school or hate it, kind of like snow
Remember these moments they say, cherish them, they won’t last forever
But now I don’t care anymore, I wish it was already September
Or even the summer time would be nice so I can finally have a break
The past thirteen years in school have been close to hell for goodness sake
I’m mentally tired, physically exhausted
My brain has been heated and cooled over and over again kind of like ice cream when its frosted
Don’t get me wrong, school has had its upsides
I’ve received a great education and made amazing friends that will forever stand by my side
The teachers have been charmful, some even daring, but most by far were very caring
Looking back now, at the brink of my high school journey, I don’t have many complaints, I guess I won’t need an attorney
I am in, yet still approaching the prime of my life
The party is just beginning, it will be years before I am a wife
But as every week goes by, it’s the same repetition
Each day it feels like I’m on a mission
For many seniors right now, we are burnt out
For the longest we have been in a drought
There are mixed emotions about everything right now
To my fellow seniors here and everywhere I have this last thing to say
The harder we work, the better the pay
You’re almost there, don’t give up
Graduation is just around the corner so keep your heads up!