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Public School


Dealing with the constant pressure and total authority.

I can't even learn right from wrong or do my best

Cause everything is based on a standardized test

We could fix these problems and give some money to help solve poverty,

Yet we're wasting millions improperly

Our money is given to those that have opportunity, just to highlight the inequality.

But all I can be is genuine and true 

So as to inspire the youth

Cause my final hour belongs to me and not you.

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