You expect too much

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I want your life story, your dreams and your goals.

I want you to pass but first sell me your soul.

But teacher! My teacher!

This is way too much! I have more teachers than you! This just isn't just!

I'm giving more effort than you ever gave

and teachers have the nerve to wonder why teens don't show up everyday

I give more and more but I get back less and less

soon I'll snap and you couldn't seem to care less

All that matters are letters that don't mean a thing

education has never created a King.

Kings are born through action, bravery and skill.

If I left my house I'd surely be killed.

In college life and real life there are things I don't know at all.

Soon you'll cast me out there and I can only hope I don't fall.

If you'd just listen to me I'm sure things would change

but it seems that you don't believe in equivalent exchange

 

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