mediocre (just another day)

march.1.2001

Just another day,
that doesn't mean a thing.
Sitting in my desk,
soon the bell will ring.

I look at the floor,
and my mind fills up with space.
Time goes by so slow,
I am tired of this place.

All that I can do,
is look to another day,
This one is so dead,
but soon I'll go away.

Because away is what I need,
this place brings me down.
It's like I'm in a pool,
and I'm trying not to drown.

Just another day,
but soon I will have more.
And then my life can start again,
I'll be happy like before.