Ugh. School.
Its dreaded.
We are all slowly dying.
Dying to leave.
But we never do leave.
We have homework.
The school is our home.
We cry there.
We stress there.
Get bullied.
Get work done.
It's all ugh.
Especially when.
The adults think.
That good grades.
Are more important.
Than our mental health.
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Poetrythese are all my thoughts. some suicidal, some funny, some really stupid.