Wake up

Start the day

Dress up

And pray

Go to school

Messy hair up

Not trying to look cool

No make up

Me and my friends laugh

But then I'm alone in almost every class

Confused and bored in dreaded math

That one kid being an a**

ELA goes by quick

And to band I rush

You're hair is so nice and slick

I can't help but blush

After fun band

You ask me to the dance

You hold my hand

And we stand in a close stance

We're so close

Our lips brush

6th graders say "Ew, gross"

My face a bright red brush

My heart skips a beat

But the school bell rings again

I'm sweating in the heat

"WAKE UP, IT'S SEVEN"

I slept pasted my alarm

Missed the bus

Have my backpack dangling on one arm

Yet I don't fuss

I think about waking up twice

Me and you

How I felt so nice

But it was too good to be true

[I actually had a false awakening last night and was super confused 😵‍💫]