New School Year

I’m dawdling down the footpath
in stiff and shiny shoes.
My school bag’s full of stationery
waiting to be used.

I’ve got a brand new lunch box
crammed with healthy food.
My uniform’s like a stranger’s skin,
far too big and loose.

I wish I was still on holiday
sleeping in and staying up late.
Hanging out with my friends,
watching movies and playing games.

Spending endless afternoons
just doing my own thing.
Not having to be anywhere.
Enjoying what each day brings.

So teacher please understand
if I don’t hear what you say.
While it looks like I’m sitting at my desk,
inside I’m still on holiday.