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High School


I hate high school i said to my friends.

Waking up early in the morning seems to never end.

When lunch comes around, it seems like we're eating jail food,

Or listen to lectures to stupid teachers or tyrant prinicipals.

 

I hate high school...

Such a disgusting place to go socialize with students.

Students, who have no goals, cheat, lie and even have sex

In public places and wonder why school is so lame.

 

I hate high school

But, I guess I only have four years until its over.

No more waking up or looking at bullies or teachers in the eye.

Once graduation comes and we say our last goodbyes.

Maybe high school will be just a bad dream. 

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