The smiles
The tears
The loves
The hugs
The heartbreak
The lies

Feeling like spies
Guys
Jeans
Hair
Don’t even go there
No place to hide
It’s everywhere
Outside
And Inside

New people
New places
New trials
New faces
New chances to take
New rules to bend and break
Never seems to end

All this talk
Can’t walk the walk
Can’t keep the time
Can’t continue the rhyme
Can’t keep the beat
While keeping my binder neat

Every secret is under lock and key
Yet everyone seems to know but me
No place to go
Impossible to go down
Up is a rough, steep, hard brutal climb
And being scared seems to be a crime

Welcome to high school