The first day of basically the beginning of life <br />A side splitting day with tension gougable with a knife <br />Sheer terror because this is not regular schools <br />This is a new ball with a whole new set of rules <br />Today is the day and there's no turning back <br />Now I have to brush up on what I academically lack <br />I remember wishing I was in the ninth grade long ago <br />I don't see why I missed I never wanted to grow <br />Barbaric is the way to describe are attitude for the year <br />We have to be like the martyr children and I shed no tear <br />Teachers, students none of them will remain prudent <br />So if you make up an excuse the whole lie better remain fluent <br />Now come's the first day time to pull out the plan to the game <br />I'm sitting here in class... Oh my God it's the Same <br />Thing as all of my previous grades <br />No Bullies, demons, devils, or Devious parades <br />I'm here all the same sounds and there's no different rule <br />I guess there's nothing bad about being in High School <br /> <br />Copyright 9-12-07 ©® Corey Threet <br /> PLEASE COMMENT!<br /><br />Corey Threet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/high-school-c-9-12-07/
