Swimming Upstream
The clock continues to tick even though I beg for it to slow
This test is ruthless, causing me so much woe
The words I need elude me like fish that never bite my line
Everyone knows that my grades are on a decline
Time is a master that can be unkind
It seems like I’m going to fall behind
People look at me like my grades are a crime
But they don’t see my arduous climb
Then I remember why I'm here
It doesn't matter so much that another bad grade is near
When people say that taking this course wasn't so wise
I have to remember that knowledge is the true prize
As long as I'm improving, a grade doesn't matter
The illusion that scores are everything will shatter
So I keep studying and let my energy flow
I'll stay on course, letting the world shake me to and fro
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