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Confessing Confusion


Walking these halls, dazed and confused

Looking like a puppy, lost and abused

My friends are in different majors, so there are not here

Now i consider chaning to be over there

Im starting to think im too shy, and i am pretty sure i have gained the freshman twenty-five

So i walk these halls for two more years, For now i will have to face my fears

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