libby garnett - high school kid

It's way too early
To be feeling this way
It's eight in the morning
Still i'd kill to not be awake
My caffeinated hands shake
'Cause i stayed up too late
My parent's say all i can do
Is make music and mistakes
And that's the way it is
For a high school kid
We spend our days locked in
An academic prison
We got some good fucking friends
The curriculum's decent
But the moment that diploma's in my hand
You know you're never gonna see me again
The perfect example
Of when time goes slow
The minutes ticking to the measure
Of a metronome
I pass the time creating rhymes
Writing you songs in my notes
On plato's soul and all the
Properties of integrals
And we're aimlessly racing
Through the endless halls
I hear my best friend crying
In the bathroom stall
And that's the way it is
For a high school kid
We spend our days drowning in
Our teenage emotions
We got some good fucking friends
The curriculum's decent
But the moment that diploma's in my hand
You know you're never gonna see me again
They only ever seem to care about their gpa
I like to think i like to learn that is if i can stay awake
For long enough to try and speak and say something about the way
That hemingway over-punctuates in an attempt to celebrate
How life is useless and mundane so his writing should feel the same-
Hey we are hyper-active never-humble academic fools who don't know
What the hell they'll be when they grow up,
Why would we grow up when we could stay and do the same thing every day
Yes it's mundane but it is safe we'd rather that than graduate
And see there's scarier things in the real world than eleventh grade
And that's the way it is for a high school kid
Another day spent here in the mighty midwest
All we have is our friends
To put up with our bullshit
And the moment that diploma's in my hand
You know you're never gonna see me again.

Written by:
elizabeth garnett

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