Lost in the Numbers


A day spent in torment, 

A witch with an infernal love of torture,

A job to educate, yet she fails.

Why doesn't she see,

That we struggle to find the solution,

That this is the epitome of masochism.

Day after day we plea for help,

Yet the pleas fall on deaf ears,

And we remain lost in the numbers.


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