uniforms
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Our education system has got to do better.
I know nothing is perfect, but we can not go on like this forever.
Kids using profanity instead of the intellect God gave them.
I was always told to dress the part so
I put on my costume.
A white collared shirt,
A skirt to my knees
And a mask of a forced smile
Along with a face covered in pounds of makeup,
washing every night
drying every morning
blue gray and white
are rather boring
i cannot express
who i am inside
giving more stress
making us feel denied
We stand as one; a team.
Never backing down from the challange to win; we fight until the end.
We live for this, the adreneline rushing through our veins, the excitement that runs bone deep when we crash the net.
