High School

It’s hard

Hard to get As

Hard to maintain

The highest possible GPA

 

Hard to play sports

Hard to condition

Hard not to curse

Hard to keep sight of the vision

 

Hard to be nice

Hard to keep friends

Hard not to fight

Hard to tie up loose ends

 

Hard to play well

Hard not to fall

But it wouldn't be life

If it weren't hard at all

This poem is about: 
Our world

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