My head is pounding
And if I get one more assignment
I think that it's going to explode.
I'll be buried under a million
Years of work from bio, stats, and Spanish.
I thought senior year was supposed to be fun.
Tonight I don't think I can
Handle anything deeper than
"Puppies" and "ponies" and "cones."
At least I remembered and got all
My memories that I lost 2 years ago.
Sophomore year was a blur
And right now I'm pretty sure
It wasn't entirely all that bad.
There just was that one part in the middle.