Highschool or Corruption?

It's my senior year, you spoke so dear;
but you'd be a waste of my day
if I sat here and thought away.
Clouding my mind with thoughts of you,
and all the deceit I've witnessed from you.
I'll never speak aloud,
the things I wanna say.
I'll hold my thoughts inside,
and instead I'll waste away my day.

It's my junior year. I met a new guy.
He told me lies, and sugar coated lines.
He asked me out, I repeatedly turned him away.
He kept trying, and suddenly I fell.
For some reason he caught me, but not all that well.
Three months and he'd taken HER essence away instead.

It's my sophomore year. I saw you today.
We're friends, but not all the way.
You tricked me into doing something bad.
I done it because I loved you from day one.
It was a bet though, and my pride sure did drop low.
I'm glad you moved away; I moved on.

I'm a freshman today,
I'm so clean and pure.
I'm the virginal goddess,
Never dated or kissed.
You saw me, and tried your hardest to rip it away.
Too bad it didn't work that way.

Highschool was the death of me.