As I lay in bed, and think about my weekend
Something inside me begins to feel sad
I know school's tomorrow
and I'm pretty pissed
Sadly vacation's over
It will be missed
I know that a tough week lies ahead
I'm not sure how I will get out of bed.
And as my pillow hits my head
I come one step closer to that moment I dread.
The vicious cycle one again starts,
another week of work and charts.
And even before sleep renders me blind,
I've already got friday on my mind.
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