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Generation


Life's funny isn't it?

We have so much weight on our shoulders. Late night shifts at work,

and when you finally get home, you realize you had homework that determines 

whether or not you're ready for the real world. 

Essays ou turn in, but really aren't happy with because you got stuck. 

You got stuck when the blank lines kept telling you to write more but your mind was 

already drained out.

The loneliness of good friends we've lost......And not always in a death way, but 

maybe we just lost connection. 

Don't even get me started on the bullies who disguise themselves as teachers, 

principles, and Lord knows who else. 

Life's funny isn't it? 

It is beautiful though. We are young and we have so much to give. 

It's because we are still alive through everything, that we are called the generation

of Hope. 

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