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High school is war


wake up

start brushing 

get dressed 

hop off the bus and open my locker

fuss about waking up so early 

see that inside are a bunch notes 

read them silently 

being differnet is a punishment 

when it feels like your the only minority in the school

discard the notes and stay cool

going to school to get an education 

to show them who really is the dissapointment

go to class and sit down

dont worry about the sound 

mute them all out with the music

let it seep through all the stress and worry

get infront of the class to present 

stay calm and cool

get an A and stay there in school

provide the information and execute

show them the process but not the harship

advance through out the years

let go of the fears

get laughed at 

get tossed around

stay calm and cool

senior year is finally here

look back on the eager arrival

finally being the top

everyone in the same clothing

although being a minority does stand out

proud to thrieving 

high schools over it all counted 

beginning my first steps to college 

 

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