6:00 am
My eyes open, as I look around the room.
The through of school fills me with gloom.
I stand up, and I get dressed.
I keep thinking "I hope no one notices that I'm depressed."
I brush my teeth, and grab my bag,
As my mom begins to nag.
About how I'm gonna be late, but I don't care.
Id rather be anywhere but there.
As I get to school, and walk through the halls.
I find a place to sit and stare at the walls.
My mind racing about what was due
But then it happens, and I see you.
Perfect as ever, flawless as can be,
All I can think is "why won't you notice me?"
But then I realize, that's to good to be true.
I could never get someone as amazing as you.
From what I understand, I'm not good enough,
You can have who ever you want, that's no bluff.
The bell rings, and I head to my first hour,
Heards of kids walking a mile an hour.
Me thinking "this is why I hate school."
"You walk as slow as a **** mule"
And for the rest of the day, all I can do,
Is sit there, space out, and think about you.
The one good thing I sorta have in my life,
The one thing I'll think about before I sleep at night.
And when I wake up, tomorrow again,
6 am, here we go again.