Another Monday, another day at school.
Another day to sleep, another day to be cool.
This weekend was long, this weekend was great.
If i drove to school today i would be late.
I want to sleep in and dream longer.
This day will soon be a blur.
Multimodal essay still not complete.
I hope to finish it this week.
The Mondays are decreasing rapidly.
In a few months the Mondays will no longer be.
Graduation is this year you know.
Some things will never be the same, like snow.
But then there is college so i will still be in school.
I just won't be as cool.