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Sad truth about highschool


All the excitement killed when you walk through the door It was built to be such a great time in my life Eating lunch wherever Feels like your whole time in high school was supposed to be spent in the halls Where’s the cheerleaders in their uniforms? Where’s the jocks in their letterman jackets? Where’s the separation of “cliques” in the cafeteria? You know …. Goth’s over there Popular’s right here Band geeks on the other side of the café What happened? They don’t tell you about the hard search for one’s true self Or the deep emotional toll that will impact you Or the super stress of school work to where you want to pull out your hair They don’t tell anybody this They lied Fooled us completely The sad truth of high school
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