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I wrote this while writing my final exams. It's how I feel about school and the future. |
| Oh the mindless poetry Constructed during the time Of Tests and Examinations To alleviate boredom through rhyme Free us, oh cruel teacher Oppressor of the young Who gloats in our misery Because their song remains unsung The pinnacle of torment Is the view of outside Sunshine, birdsong and a gentle breeze Yet we, our time must bide Time is indeed relative As examinations span an eternity Yet holidays, weekends and afternoons Evaporate with alarming alacrity Yet before you know it School comes to an end And you're released into the world Once you've laid down your pen And suddenly the view outside Is not as inviting as before And your school full of friends Suddenly was not such a chore Yes, before you know it School draws to a close And you're released into the world With only your results as proof of what one knows |