Breaking High school Student
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I peered down a narrow path.
It stirred, it quaked,
Split right in half.
Gone were my inhibitions, I tried to brake,
Lost control, I hit a wall.
School is trying to get me on the college route,
but my parents and school only help me get stressed out.
They force concepts and goals I do not agree with.
I start to think that college and jobs are just myth.
Oh teacher
I admire you
As you stand up in front of the class
With your authoritarian pose and look down on us 'lower beings' with such disgust that you make me sick too
