i want my freedom
i want to be carefree
i want myself to stop tearing
i hate to be the last one to know
dont whisper
tell me if it concerns me
i want a shoulder to lean on
i want a hand to hold on to
i just want to be out of this world
pls free me someone
i realise how much i love schooling now
i love the boring lectures and tutorials
i love the walking of up and down in the sch compound
i love my classmates, always full of nonsense
i love my band, i love my music
i love the sun, i love the perspiration, i love rugby
i love the hanging out after school which ends at 1pm
i love sch assemblies, i love the sch concerts, i love performing
i love to hide my textbooks in the class, only to find out that i need the book for homework
i love taking classphotos although there isnt such thing as digital camera in that era
i love wearing my sch tie
i love reciting the pledge and singing the anthem every morning
i love singing the sch song every week
i love those sci practical lessons
how much i miss sch
