When I was in highschool
I'd walk down the hallways
Just to find an excuse to walk around all day
Cause education, I never liked it at all
And I'm kind of surprised I was never caught skipping
Or trippin' and fallin' over the words
I just always had to say
Nobody really liked me anyways
It feels like complaining really does something
When your friends don't care
Or complain about how much you complain
If I could just create and escape route
And finally find a way out
The weight on my chest
That's familiar at best
Would finally disappear
Oh woe is me