School is a daily routine for everyone
We wake up at six in the morning
Making a fuss
But we still get up out of bed
School is like a chore
You can't get rid of it so easily
But you still have to do it sooner or later
We arrive and see our friends
The morning is good so far
Then, the bell rings and the tortue begins
Stay in a class with overcrowded students for an hour and half
It gets loud
It gets noisy
It gives us headaches
We get bored
But we still learn something...anything
During that day
Teachers were like us once
They remember all of the drama and stress in a teen's life
They listen and be our friend
Or a second parent to us
They build our confidence and independence up
Someone once said, 'We are continually faced by great opportunities brilliantly disguised as insoluble problems.'
School may be our chore
But it is also our goal to finish
And accomplish our dreams
School is important if we live up to our dreams!
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