School Life

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Already failing
No point in studying
Waiting for exams to end
Soon, I knew, I would be condemned
Stress levels rising
Marks dropping
Thinking of a way
However futile
I still hope
That I would be able to cope
Punishments increasing
Sleep dropping
Crying in the night
Silently praying
Silently hoping
But there was no chance
Words blurring
Frantic scribbling
Knowing it's the end
Tortures waiting
Hope fading
Fading with every step
Death wishes
Fake laughter
Tears dripping... dripping
No point in living
Health worsening
I jump into the sea
Breaths struggling
Body sinking
Now, I'm finally free

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