This is my last week.
We’re going to be at the peak.
No more school
cause we’ll be at the pool.

Memories will be made
but some will fade.
People will get drunk
to try to be punk.

It’ll be so much fun.
There’ll be one good pun.
There won’t be any eating disorders
instead we’ll make more orders.

Thinking of all your pains
will lead to no gains.
Wanting to cut yourself
when you should believe in yourself.

You think how good it’ll be to smoke
while the others choke.
Friends give you a pill
but you hand it to Jill.

The addiction has started.
Everyone has parted.
Your once again alone
with no phone.