Seven years of sniping,
Seven years of swiping,
Seven years of not treating others
As I would do myself.
Seven years of awkward stares,
Seven years of terrible hair.
Seven years preparing
For life upon a shelf.
Seven years of crying over nothin’,
Seven years of lying over luncheon,
Seven years following
Along like a lamb.
Seven years thinking like a fool,
Seven years of being a tool,
Seven years learning
Only to take exams.
Seven years and all the while
Our blazer badge said we
Would look back and smile.
