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School depression

My head is down,
I don't want to learn.
The way you talk to me,
makes my chest burn.
I don't care,
about you or this class.
Its so boring,
I'd rather eat glass.
You talk like you care,
yet we all know you don't.
Try to talk with care,
because I know you wont




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