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High school will be The best four years Of your short History But they are wrong To state these lies To fill our head with hopes Just to let them die It is more like four years Of mandatory Hell In small little rooms With small windows Where you are told to Sit and stay Behave and be quite Don't speak your mind Tolerate your peers Do as we say with no questions asked Grades are everything Forget your social life Your happiness Mental health and Well being It will not matter High school is beyond Describable For I cannot put torment Into words, it is undefinable
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Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
Hell School
High school will be The best four years Of your short History But they are wrong To state these lies To fill our head with hopes Just to let them die It is more like four years Of mandatory Hell In small little rooms With small windows Where you are told to Sit and stay Behave and be quite Don't speak your mind Tolerate your peers Do as we say with no questions asked Grades are everything Forget your social life Your happiness Mental health and Well being It will not matter High school is beyond Describable For I cannot put torment Into words, it is undefinable
ellyn-k-thaiden
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Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
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