Ode To Senior Year

I’ve dealt with all that I can bare

I gotta get the f*ck outta here

Wallet, empty

Nights spent awake

Not sure how much more I can take

I’ve  dealt with all that I can bare

I gotta get the f*ck outta here

 

Family ties loosen

And drag debris with each footstep of time

No longer connected

No longer aligned

I’ve dealt with all that I can bare

I gotta get the f*ck outta here

 

Half assed homework scribbled secretly

 in the corner of my indentured cage

where I spend most of my days, despite the low wage

I’ve dealt with all that I can bare

I gotta get the f*ck outta here

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