The High School Hell

Everything seemed right I thought I had adjusted Little things became to unweave And the new friends I made seem to Get less out of joking and more cruel The school has screwed me over And the teachers have no Care,respect, or cofindence in the students Except for a chosen few Why in the bleeding hell get into this business If you can't handle it We are teengagers we screw up We learn You don't need to send fat old petifiles to look up our skirts Just hoping to get us in trouble Cause it gives some sense of meaning to their sad pitful lives I don't know what the moral is But its just another moment that I have to handle right With bloody tears not a knife I just want it to end in some way, but hey Tommrow is only a day away But I wanna go back To where I belong to where the ones who held my past and are with me in the present roam I want to feel Not targeted, and hated by teachers and so called friends Old have the key to my heart And only a few new actually do The schools rules are screwy They don't have any clue they hire drug addicts and peverts to run our school Teachers who know less than we do And could be helped by a class where they are a student So called 'securtiy guards' who target any one and everyone looking for atleast one thing wrong but never cheerleaders, two minutes late for a detention i didn't derserve even though i ran until i though i would pass out And i ask is there a reason why I don't try for another place What is keeping me here in the god forsaken place It is hell, spare a good few so i tell you now i will leave you Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 27 2002 07:24 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1