School.
Fragile, aching, hot sung hiss,
Remember that summer bliss,
Shaking, crying, hurting eyes,
No homework when the school year dies,
Trying to remember,
Waking up in September,
Early days and struggles through,
Long days with morning dew,
So much work my life is gone,
I can't remember waking up after dawn,
Summer's great,
School's at eight,
But at least I get out at three twenty-two.