12 Years A Student

It's a Monday morning and you've got to get up,

You're tired, alone, down in the dumps,

You want to slep, go out, stay at home, anything cool,

Unfortunately, you know you've got to go to school,

Everyday you have to fight for your education,

Using your concentration and determination,

Just to get a three month vacation,

But be patient,

You're almost done, 

Your grades will represent the area you're from,

Your family, hometown, who you are,

All scores are important if you wanna go far,

Suddenly, drugs, alcohol, stress relievers that intices,

But rememeber that you want your GPA like gas prices,

The struggle is real, we all know,

Just rememeber that its your time to shine, just show,

Everyday is a chance to make an improvement

And that's what its like to spend 12 Years a Student 

 

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