I didn't document today
For it didn't really matter
I suppose that it's always the same
Yawning, crying, laughter.

I didn't document today
For nothing really changed
It's always mild or milder
And it remains within that range

I didn't document today
Maybe, I just forgot
But the monotony is drowning me
And happy, I am not.

I don't like quadratics
And it really doesn't matter
It won't help me in life to know how to factor

I don't like quadratics
A formula for disaster
negative B plus, minus
Doesn't matter

I don't like quadratics
And I don't like graphing
Rather spend my time with my friends all laughing

I don't like quadratics
And I don't like math
I hate this parabola
I hate this graph

I don't like quadratics
I really don't like quadratics
I hate 'em I hate 'em
I hate all of mathematics

What is life without perspective?
How do you set your mind free?
It takes no detective
to use your eyes to see

Open those eyes
Experience today
Take your time to realize
And free yourself to make your way

Make your way into happiness
Living and learning
Find the answers for which
You have been forever yearning

It used to be easy
Making a friend
In Pre-K you just played
And you supposed it'd never end
It used to be easy
Passing a test
You just had to study
And do your best
It used to be easy
And all was stress-free
But now it's too hard
It is too hard for me
My head in a book
My pen on a page
Late nights and waking up early the next day
It used to be easy
It required no thought
It used to be easy
But now, it is not.

We are a sum of all of our choices
Of all our experience and echoing voices
Voices in our head that tell you what to do
Voices outside that are nagging at you
Voices of people who tell you you're wrong
Frustrate you and break you until you're long gone
You're inherently good; you were born to be kind
But society ***** and it changes your mind
You're inherently good; you were born just that way
You were born to be good, you were born to be great
You're inherently good, so lay down your arms
'Cause a baby never did you any harm, did it?
*A baby never did you any harm.

It's tomorrow already?
Well I s'pose it's today
I haven't seen tomorrow
In all of my days
But still I watch the clock
As eleven becomes twelve
As night becomes day
As heaven becomes hell
It's another today
And it's already tomorrow
And another long day
That is characterized by sorrow
Eleven becomes twelve
And twelve becomes one
It's already tomorrow
And today has begun

I spend all my time with my head in a textbook
My pencil on paper
My mind in the sky
I spend all my time
Countless hours of the night
Using pages of questions
To wipe the tears that I cry

Those tears turn to blood
As the paper cuts sting
As the tongues of the books laugh and jeer
I spend all my time
Cleaning up the mess
That my brain left when it disappeared