They all say you're still young you have plenty of time.
They have no idea the things that always run through your mind.
They say stay in school that's the ticket for tomorrow. But now that school's all over you feel so full of sorrow.
What do you do when you have no clue.
Nothing seems to be sticking even after all this glue.
You look on so full of despair and a soul full of spite,
You've try a thousand times to get the pieces to fit just right.
Nothing is going how it should nothing fits at all. It seems like one dramatic, drawn out, fall.
All this hype they set such great expectations.
That all turns into debt, rejection, the need for a higher education.