Final Weeks of High School
Today I sit in front
Of a computer that knows
I have to get an "A" to pass my final course
High School is all about...papers, grades and tests
In the end the college will only look at the summary of it
They will not see the many hours that I spent upon the stage
They will not here my heart racing as I wait to take my place
They will not know the fear of wondering if
My stich will remain in place
Only I know what it took
To finish this race
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