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Death has to be easy, because life is hard

Writing papers and solving problems all day for what? 

Please don't tell me I can't pass 

Sit down and let me teach the class 

The struggle is real- 

It imposes the stress that leaves you physically and mentally ill 

I dedicate this to the teachers that went off about my life 

Everything they said I couldn't do I did about twice 

Just another kid trying to perfect his writting 

What is the matter proffesor, why are you still whining? 

How ironic, you being the student mentor 

The only thing you left me with is brain cancer