I wake up
The fresh air is like a tea cup

I walk to school just shy of being late
I ponder about my life’s fate

I stroll through class with ease
My breakfast still lingers, the taste of cheese

I grab my packed lunch
My few friends gather in a bunch

I leave class and head for the high school
I walk home alone, not very cool

I meet up with my buddies, ready to lift
I head to my job ready to start the next shift

I start off with deadlift and work to squats
The fryers get hot, as i prepare some tots

I return home sore and tired, finally finishing the day.