Ugh.
If you think about it,
You know where this is going.
Monotonous, repetitive, exhausting,
you know what that describes.
Useless, unimportant, troublesome,
who knew something could be so boring?
Challenging, heart-ache, tough,
if you're going to fail, why try?
College, High School, Grade School,
this is the path to die.
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