School is starting
I'll be parting
Been having a lot of nightmares
Forgotten assignments and other affairs
Humiliation in science class
Makes me feel like I'm only trash
I hold my breath at the approaching storm
Where burdens like hail begin to form
But a ray of sun bathed me in my sleep
I remembered the darkness wasn't that deep
I dreamed a dream of special times
Talking with a girl between bell chimes
And though things were still tough in the end
It still brought comfort to see a friend
So be it that summer is done
I've packed my bags and here I come
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