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Everyone's Stories in One Building


The girl smiling

But drowning in stress

Inside she's crying

Her life is a mess

History due next hour 

English paper to revise

Math work will devour

Science is her demise 

Walking through the halls thinking I'm not okay

But just make it through another day

 

The boy bragging about his truck

Maybe find some friends

But sadly no luck

The fake smiles blend 

Thinks he's not smart

What else can he do?

He hides his heart

Maybe dreams don't come true

Walking through the halls thinking I need to look good

But if I could leave, I totally would 

 

Panic attacks and expectations

Don't even think about procrastination

Deadlines and due dates

Even if you didn't sleep, concentrate

Backpacks stuffed or papers spread

Apparently it's vital to get ahead

Your future relies on your grades

You'll need a good job if you want to get paid

Requirements different for each class

After that test you're just praying to pass

Testing your limits and much more

How can each class be a bore

And yet so hardcore?

 

Navigating not just schoolwork

Homework

Handiwork

Doodle artwork

But also your friend network

Grade school friend suddenly changed

All your pals completely rearranged

Debating which ones to keep

She's turned cheap

He's turned into a creep

Wondering if you just require continuous upkeep

Or if you just need some sleep

Or if you really do need this

Old friends to dismiss

New friends to meet

Lunchtime is not just to eat

You try the friendly greet

Face as white as a sheet

But it's in the back of your mind

Nothing's really outlined

So what if you fall behind?

Every job is a daily grind

No matter what work you get assigned

Who's to remind

The need to unwind

This school designed

In order to confine

But you wish to break free

For once be carefree

 

Back to school and remember

At least we get a break in December

So hang in there

And always know there's someone that does care

 

 

 

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