Flaws?

the day begins

determination builds up

the reasons for life

come by and force

to keep on.

as school progresses

my stress goes up,

i concentrate enough

to take down the stress.

I'm on the bus

I'll see the birds fly high in the sky

I just remember 

a brief good old time

As i go to sleep,

I think of it all

the unreacheable reason,

still there in my mind.

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