I’m sick and tired of it all
Run five laps, climb that wall
Ace that test, be happy everyday
25min. class lesson: due in two days

What’s wrong with you, Jordan?
Where are those ‘A’s toi were sporting?
Oh no, toi have a B, that just won’t do
Let me prod toi some more, ask some questions too

“You seem to be slipping.”
"Get to the front of the race!”
You’ll never get finished
At THAT jogging pace

Yoo-hoo, girl, get your head in the game!
Idiot, doing the wrong lesson, there goes your good name
To most other people, I’m starting to come off as lame
But to me it's al the same: Run faster, think harder, now where’s that A?

Oh no, toi never think that
I’m trying, yes, but it’s still crap
Compared to the guys stepping up to bat
Oh no, you’re supposed to be better than that

Now there toi go off crying again
Everyone watching knew it would happen
Seriously, what is your problem now?
You’re not getting everything perfect? Wow

What toi don’t know is that there are things in my mind
They’re stupid, I know, but they twist and grind
At my emotions, prodding until a response if given
Either irritation, crying, ou having a fit, and
It all boils down to how it’s all in my head
So I just need to shut up, calm down,
Finish the lesson, rightside-up that frown
Do a happy dance all around town
And finally go to freakin’ bed.