Live in the middle,
And jump between crowds,
Alter yourself according to the conventions.
Each clique has their rules,
Their norms, their ways,
And you must acquire the facts and evidence,
To join.
Once you are demolished,
And isolated again,
You must heal your own wounds,
And travel to the next crowd,
Ready to ruin it all over again.
And whilst you migrate,
And look to place your footprint,
You must go through the things that everybody goes through.
Backstabbing and bullying,
Slandering and shaming,
Hurting and humiliating.
And through this whole process,
Some will suffer and break,
Some will build that tough skin,
They'll somehow get through it.
And the winner will win,
The most legendary prize,
They will find their own place,
In this vast world.
And if you were wondering how to take part,
Go To School.
Good luck.
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Puisi"Isn't it fascinating, how I can write down all my deepest emotions and thoughts with ease, but with speech, I stutter with shame?"
