My High School Morning

rip away the covers and there i will be you better start running cause your punkass just woke me another chance to live starting the day bright and new another chance to waste damn, its still not june preparing for the day what a horrid task my face so ugly they sell it as a mask eyes wide shut walls in danger of feet my body so torn feels like raw meat hair smashed and poofed sheet marks in the skin oh how lovely we look i smell like the gym one glorious twist pshhhh...the first sound of life eyes cracking open and cracks opening wide now slighty alive its time for the face breath in need of miracles puts me in a daze next is the tummy then back to the sofa breakfast of champions? try pizza and soda leave the house stumble to the car and off we go swirve here, honk there wrong lane asshole! hold tight to my life i enter my school say whats up to my homies and take a leak in the pool minute by minute time slowly passes by wish time was on crack then maybe it might fly is the teacher still talking? i cant even tell cause i see the clock on the wall ring-a-ding its the bell! fight in the hallway but i dont care i check out the hotties i think, whats under there?!? now back in the car and i rush my way back its time for some grub its time to relax the days at an end and with all of that said homework for me? hell no its time for bed © on Feb 18 2002 08:29 AM PST, Sean Philip Davis