That waking up for school at Seven,
Hurry burry for school we'd all Run.
Reaching on time for the assembly,
Standing in a line, all decent we'd be.
Always wanted to grow old,
Get rid of studying, exams and results,
Little did we know, reality will hit soon.. And we'd all hate being adults.
Today we are all grown up, working and married,
I feel like going back to school,
I miss my friends, my teachers.. That's all I sometimes need.