the first day

tick tock, tick tock
the clock strikes another minute
that feeling, the pit, do you need food? no, you already ate.
your feeling like you swallowed a pool ball whole.
tick tock, tick tock
another minute passes, get in the car.
arrive to the big building, you don't want to go in.
"what's your classes?"
you ask all your friends, "do i have any with you?"
tick tock, tick tock
another minute by only to realize it went faster than you thought it could.
its the end, the bell has rung and your walking out of class.
"well, that was easier than i thought it would be"

I have done this for eleven years, why do I think it will always be different?