Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

By: Krissie

If you're wondering who I am

Stomp your feet down

Stomp it loudly so it makes a sound

Make sure the echoes will always resound

It's time to bring the stupid levels down

It's time to stand up and take your star

Stand up and be who you truly are

I am so much

I am so little

You can only tell so much

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

A message is a message.

It passes down along the ages

What is the message you give out

Where's the pride

The one that makes us ride

Do you not have it?

Are we all cursed upon some odd divide

Do you not think anymore?

I see the world

I'm just one little girl

But I see the world.

Let me tell you.

Why the sky's blue.

To my locker I go.

Just like every day, you know.

Then from behind,

A young curly hair man grabs me

He looks kind

"You can't go this way."

So he tells me.

I tilt my head and say,

"Why? I'm going to my locker."

My keys in hand

Gesturing toward the grey locker

"You're not allowed to go to your locker after the bell."

What the hell?

Rings through my mind.

Calming quickly,

Asking sweetly

"Why?" I respond

He simply shrugs.

He doesn't know?

"It's the new rule."

Well, if that's all you can give

You are so uncool.

You can't even make it to the pool.

Another teacher lady

Says we were all informed

I gasp

Shock upon my face

What you talking about?

The first time I'm hearing this, is today

What does it matter anyway?

I must make it to my bus

Soon Walker will be in the lot

But until then, I'll let my calm rot

The questioning rebellion

It boils inside of me

Oh, can't you see?

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

That's what they're showing me

That's what they're telling me

That's what they're showing us

That's what they're telling us.

How can I be proud?

How can I have pride in you?

Oh, my country's flag of red, white, and blue.

How can I believe in you?

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

Is this all you have to say

Is that all you have to say

Well, okay.

Let me correct you

That's not how we should behave

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

You're keeping me from getting the books

I need to do my homework

Come one Rockdale

This isn't Stupid-dale

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

You're sending me home with books

I don't need, now I'm getting weird looks

Come on Rockdale

This isn't Stupid-dale!

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

Think a bit

It's not that hard to get.

Just have seat.
I'll tell you how to make this neat.

I am not a fool.

We are not fools

We are able to see.

We are able to be

Ourselves

We are growing

If you're really here to help

If you're really here to help

You would see that this just isn't right

You would turn on the light

We need to stomp our feet down.

Stomp loudly as to make a sound.

Make sure the echoes will always resound

Let's show them,

Let's tell them

Let's make them

See the error of their ways

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

Isn't a good message

To write down for the ages

I want to have a little pride

For this crazy ride

That I can cling to!

As I watch the sky change from blue!

I attend here!

I live here!

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"

Just won't do.

It just won't do.

"Hi! Welcome to Rockdale! Where even the teachers don't have common sense!"