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𝐄𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭. ⚘

In the halls of education, where knowledge seeks to reign,
Lies a place of broken spirits, where troubles oft remain.
A school, they call it, but burdens it brings,
For students caught within its grasp, it's seldom joy it sings.

Within these walls, anxiety's game is played,
Where pressure builds like a storm, each passing day.
Tests and exams, a constant source of distress,
While expectations loom, weighing heavy on each chest.

Frenzied whispers fill the air, with rumors running wild,
Cliques and drama take their toll, tearing friendships mild.
Bullying lurking in the shadows, like a predator unseen,
Leaving scars on tender souls, where confidence had once been.

Hours of lectures, tedious and long,
As teachers drone on, their words seeming wrong.
Lost in a sea of deadlines, drowning in piles of books,
Students struggling to swim, with anxious and weary looks.

But amidst the chaos, a flicker of hope remains,
A glimmer of resilience, a heart that still sustains.
For in adversity, character begins to bloom,
Students grow stronger, preparing to face their own imminent gloom.

Yet, let us not dismiss the brighter side,
Where dreams are nurtured, and passions abide.
Where teachers inspire, and knowledge is shared,
A sanctuary for some, where minds are dared.

For though school may bring its fair share of woe,
It's where ideas flourish, creativity does grow.
Friendships forged, and memories created,
Lessons learned that cannot be negated.

So, dear school, a paradoxical abode,
Both a source of struggle, and a path to be strolled.
May we find solace in the trials we face,
For it is within your walls that we learn and embrace.