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Always sitting in the back

I wonder when the teacher will notice

That I don't slack.

The title of "AP student" should not

be put on plack .

I struggle. 

All the homework that the teacher stacks

all my effort put in, but in the end

it all retracts.

 

The feelings of disappointment and humility 

sink into this one area of the heart

that with great intensity 

it destroys pride. 

Cry, cry, cry

I've been there before.

Don't let these feelings pry

your aspirations.

Just give it one more try. 

 

 

 

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