Just a little thought I had. Share your High School related ideas.
[i use number scaling for speed of pronunciation when writing spoken word, that's what the numbers are. 1 is very fast 5 is very slow, you get the idea]
3]When I first got to high school (pause 2)
3]the first thing i learned was that everyone hates freshman (pause 1)
2]This seemed incredibly unfair
2]Seeing as we're just kids
2]So what if we're new?
2]Why would you care?
3]I mean, look at this! (1)
3]We get to go to this big school
2]Burdened by less and less rules
2]with each passing day
2]when the cute girls pass by (1)
2]they'll give you a little wink
1]and you smile (-1)
3]and you let the moment ~walk away~ (4)
3]"save it for another day" they'll say (at this point i stopped spacing because it was late)
"you're just a freshman, there's no way" (i will probably continue it later)
and the next day
when she glides your way
you'll say "hi"
but just "hi"
hide your pride
maintain your stride
and keep rolling
roll right down that hill until one day
YOU'RE the upperclassman
and YOU are impressive
that way she can't say no.
But WHY hate freshman?
They're annoying, yes
and act like they're the best
but that isn't the reason for all this hate.
As I let my freshman year go
in those warm days of June
i found myself not wanting to leave
that as soon as i walked out those doors
on that last day
and summer came
i wouldn't be a freshman anymore
and i would miss it.
I'd miss my senior friends who somehow found they're way to graduation
I'd miss those halls during summer vacation
I'd miss that feeling I had
the first time i walked through those halls
that "~woooooow~ this is high school?"
that feeling would be gone...
It'd be someone else's turn...
Someone else's turn to make friends with those above him!
to cherish and follow those friends like brothers
through thick and thin
good mistakes and bad,
those friends would now be his...
Someone else's turn to fall in love!
And although lust and love are commonly intertwined
especially in High School
he'd somehow make the distinction.
He'd get to experience how her beautiful hair settles on her face
He'd long to see her whenever she's away
He'd experience the feeling I got when she finally says that word
her way of saying
"you beat the odds,
you climbed the mountain"
just a simple "yes"
that one word that sends a boy's heart up his throat
how i'd long to feel that word again!
not just hear it's meaning
but see the events to which it might lead!
As I walk through the door
and move up the grade
id be giving my space away
a new freshman gets to take my place
to make the decisions i made
to embrace them and make them his own
their no longer mine
and i will hate him in spite of that
and that is why
we hate freshman