The stress on her face
Cannot be replaced
As she counts up the words
And sighs in disgrace

'Not good enough for them'
She squeals at her friends
As she counts up the words
'til she reaches the end

Close yet too far
On her grades there's a scar
As she counts up the words
And jumps in her car

Tears fall down her face
Grades can't be replaced
As she growls at the words
And slams on her brakes

It's enough for them
Tears fall from her friends
As she growled at the world
and hit her own end

Now from them she's afar
On their heart there's a scar
As she growled at the world
And died in her car.

G Brown - 29 Oct 2002

How to explain this one...it was based on Rachel's expression as she counted up words on an assignment, to hand in for her WBLA. She didn't die...I was just trying to point out how much time we waste stressing about little things.
And yes, I am yet to hand in my WBLA. :P