highschool

A Poem by thenewsoul

kid spends all of his days in highschool in a daze

trembling with indignation, squeezing past jocks and stepping over stoners
careful with your words, fearing placement in that group of loners
group of loners? what a paradox
sitting through four years of classes, you relate to jay-z's school of hard knocks
making friends to make ends
meet, don't you see, that's what they want you to believe
somedays you'll feel the need to slur your words, thinking you need to achieve
some experience with the infamous reliever
every friday after school you begin to think like a dreamer
constantly undergoing change, friends start calling you funny
you used to bump some old school jay now you're addicted to kid cudi
in your world skies are bright yet it's never sunny
you think you don't need it, you attempt to understand
and when she walks by, you try your best to be a man
above the clouds, you attempt to come down to meet her
she's listening as you speak
of April in high regard
you talk and you talk
you're really not saying much
anything worth listening to anyway
rather spend time with glistening pupils anyday
you spent your life searching for words
in your world success came often yet never occurred
you never went to highschool
quit lying to yourself
coasting through education
did you ever truly think you would make it?
where have you been all this time?
you were never a fan of the system
with no goals, how could you miss 'em
it's time to graduate, your supposed rise and shine
you've been soaring without any fears
it's been four long years
where are you now?
i can't believe it's over
wish you were here