A wreck of a system
The one thing that's never changed
From Grades that mean nothing
To teachers that only give us stress
Not one student can come out fine from this hot mess
There are only few perks
From the wonderful teachers that give you useful knowledge
To the friends that help you get through this mess
But we will all survive
some might be in injured
Or feel lost
But at least we're soon out of this mess called school.
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Midnight Poems
PoetryPoems I write at midnight that might make you think. I am no poet but this is how I vent my feelings out to this planet called Earth. Can read in any order *Warning a most will be Sad poems*
