Monday is the day out wake up and scream
Cram down your breakfast and start to clean
Off to school
You can't decide if your a geek or maybe a little cool
Classes come
There is smart kids then theres scum
Your caught in the middle
Your deciding life is some kind of riddle
You can't figure out
You get home and sit on the couch
Pretty soon your parents find out your home
They find something for you to clean at random
Finally you go to your room
Out of sight out of mind away from the broom
Get on your computer and check your booksie page
There's a knock on your door dinner's ready
After dinner pretty soon it's bedtime
Time to go to sleep
Wake up and relive this day over and over again
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