Sadness Through my Eyes
I look up to the skies
And I’m forced to realize
That all I’ve been told are lies
,Oh how time flies
Not all does go to heaven
Is there really a hell???
All my political figures are corrupt
I found this abrupt
Other teens are fixated on getting faded
While my biggest worry is how I’m getting graded
I proof read till my eyes bleed
My only hopes lead to grades above B’s
That’ll be the bee’s knees
I was taught that if i stayed on the path of education my dreams will be fulfilled
My timing is still
My belly isn't filled
My student loans are yet to bill
Isn’t it sad that I’m not motivated by Netflix and chill?
Yes I love my education, yes I truly do
People said that the idea was uncool
,but I knew that they were the real fools
So while there slaving away like tools
I’ll be making all the rules
Now i just have to make my dreams into realities.
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