I'm getting sick with
The Sickness
Of back to school

Back to backstabbing
Sad girls with pretty eyes
Writing poetry on the wrist
Of they're album cover
looking baby blue

A state so contagious

Fill me up with
Sun and Sand
Let me be
who I am

I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna go back

My mantra
is still spilling
Little ink driven
paper
'You can't..you can't..."

Live without
You

I'm getting sick
With the sickness
Of back to school