I wake up in the morning and see my face,
I can't open my eyes and my hair is out of place,
there is drool on my pillow and I don't want to get up,
my stomach hurts and I really want to stay home,

There is jelly on my white shirt,
and only two minutes until my bus arrives,
I dash out of my house and time begins to fly,
I see my yellow transportation and dash for the doors,
and when they shut behind me, I flop down in a seat,
wondering what pleasure school might bring me,

Another disagreement, someone wants to fight,
are they still talking about the game last night,
one girl jumped another and this is all I hear,
I wonder if there is another topic near,
the students get excited about the fight of the day
and while they do, I slowly walk away,

I hop on the bus and ride,
and as I do, I set the drama of the day aside,
I walk through the threshold of my home
and forget what has happened,
I'm home, I can relax, and nothing else matters.