It's not that I don't want to go,
I know I'll be in whoa,
When I see that your not there,
Sitting in 14th chair.
I'll assume that you skipped,
Or maybe your at the doctor 'cause you slipped.
But when your not in homeroom,
I'll have little left to assume.
In 3 period when we're talking I'll ask her,
She will deter,
But finally she will reveal,
That none of my assumptions were real.
You will be gone forever,
See you again, probably never.
My life without you will never be the same,
And you are to blame.
My love for you I proclaim.
