As I hit the road to go back home
I think of all my friends I left alone
I remember the stuff we did this weekend
And how I hoped it would never end
But like always, the sun rose on Monday morning
Like a sign, some kind of warning
I begged my parents to let me stay
As we got in the car and drove away
Away from my friends and the life I once lived
This time I would stay, is what I believed
Monday morning came too quick
Like days passing in a movie flick
 
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