Growing up

Why do I bother?

I wake up every day and let the sun hit my face

I go to class on time in that God foraken place

I make my way across the ground with a fast pace

And I make sure I am gone without a trace

Why do I care?

People come and go like they have somewhere else to be

They avoid me like the plague, as if its some form of degree

I would sit all day, out of the sun, under a tree

If they didn’t push me out, leaving me to plea

What is there to do?

I hang out with them and watch them all have fun

But I cant do the same, I would rather run

For you see, I’ve had enough, I’m finally done

So leave me alone, unless you’re going to pass me the gun.