Creaking wooden doors
An emotional chamber
For all the growing girls
Four-cornered room
Armchairs out of order
Papers scattered on the floor
This is the high school
Every one wants to act so cool
Walking like they own the show
Examinations on the go
Noses sticking to their notes
Pens up, aiming to never fall
Running for extra miles
So name's on the honor roll
Always soaring high and never low
This is the high school
Every one wants to be famous
Wanting hundred likes on facebook
We could never get rid of terror mentors
Always watching our perfect failures
Always judging our obvious flaws
Overflowing and pending works undone
Never ending projects welcomed
Running and chasing deadlines
Every morning is a dreaded battle
Between the alarm clock and you
Five more minutes, when you wake up it's already noon
School bells, please start ringing
Break time is the only salvation
The canteen is calling attention
This is the high school
Where boys play the basketball
Where friendships start to blossom
Lessons and swirling thoughts
Staring blankly at the white board
Pretending to be in deep thought
Stoichiometry and molarity
Students buzzing like bees
Hey pal, your work, can I duplicate?
This is the high school
No fun could be found
When you're stuck in an exam
Luggages under bulging eyes
Zits multiplying overnight
Unfinished dreams lingers in mind
