High School

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As I walk through the halls

I watch as kids stall

Walking and talking with friends

Talking about the latest trends


The work piles up

And I'm forced to rise up

If I fall behind

I must remind

Myself of why I'm doing this

And resist the urge to quit


I always thought

High school would be breezy

But the truth is

High school isn't easy

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