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Useless


Moving through the halls

3,000 faces pass

There are too many of us in this building

There are too many of us in each class

 

Sit down! The teachers say

It's not that hard to understand!

This is important for your future!

Do you even have a plan?

 

What plan am I supposed to have?

I'm only seventeen

I don't even know what I want to be

How am I supposed to succeed?

 

This essay is due tomorrow

You have a test in two days

Study now or you'll never pass!

Don't you want a job that pays?

 

In a school so big

What am I supposed to do?

Slowly falling behind

I will never get out of this school

 

 

 

 

 

 

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