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Make Up Your Mind


The school system and these teachers today are simply corrupt,

Constatly picking me to answer questions when my hand isn't up.

But when I do raise my hand you never call me at all 

You just act like you didn't see me and stare at the wall.

 

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<p>Just a litte something...</p>

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