It's not about school. It's not about a boy.

I go to school

I come home

I do my homework

I do my own thing

I go to sleep

I go to school.

I go out

I come home

late or early the next morning

I do my own thing

I go to sleep

I go out.

It goes either way.

I do my own thing.

I've been roaming around

I was looking down at all I see

Painted faces fill the places I can't reach

.........

.........

someone like you.

Laryngitis. Made it less obvious.

Sigh