Forever I've been counting down Deep down thinking that I'll regret Wanting it to end But when it finally came around I knew that woouldn't be the case I never have to see the four of them again Have to sit through them throwing food And making concoctions with their lunch Sure, they're just boys But they should know better by now High school next year and they still can't act right The minutes going by as slow as possible How long is this lunch? Can't I leave? Haven't I suffered enough? If only I had somewhere else to run off to
The minutes finally passed And as I run out of the cafeteria I feel relief From my head to toes My terminal headache suddenly cured As I walk away from them forever
Last time eating lunch with my "friends". Thank god
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