Stick It in a Novel

Stop staring out of the window
Don’t fester in your room
You can clean it all you want now
And you can clean your sisters too
But you will never sweep away the gloom
They said he’d spend Tuesday afternoon in the Library
I waited patiently for two or three long hours but he never showed up
They never show up. People never show up. They only show me up
Is this the way it’s supposed to be?
My Friday night’s with a lonely OAP
She’s my best friend but my Gran can’t see
I’m not the problem
Friday morning at the supermarket my Gran said to me:
«You're an Independent Social Power and I have watched you flower.»
Is this the way it’s supposed to be?
My Friday night’s with a lonely OAP
She’s my best friend but my Gran can’t see
I’m not the problem
I hate school. I only go cause you go