Every Freakish Day

You wake up every morning at 6’o clock

To find yourself an empty coffee mug and a stale biscuit stock

Get on the bus at this ungodly hour

Sit down with no heart and no power

Once you get to the concrete walls

You call school but it seems like a hellish hall

For your eyes are barely awake and you have homework that is late

For this is school and you have to live with it every single wake

Eat sleep and do it again

For this hellish cycle is never truly gonna end

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