Rise and fall of high school

At the bottom of the food chain

This was the beginning of my campaign

and the start of my reign


Soccer was my passtime

I begun the climb

Meeting friends and was in my prime


Through them I made connections

My name became an infection

Little did I know, this was the wrong direction


Cocky and had a good crew

Women I knew I could pursue

I had a major break through


Every day it was a different girlfriend

Not knowing this would have an end

eventually loosing my best friend


So began how I fell

I was a broken shell

Realizing he was my ticket out of hell


I went to him begging for mercy

The whole school was in controversy

I dont care if you hurt me


He lauged and forgave me

"There is no need to plea"

Since then, I have focused on my degree


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