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My list
Of all the things you’ve ever accomplished they still aren’t your biggest dreams,
I mean really there's just too many things!
I’d never want to live in a world where I can’t be the best
So sometimes I think it’d be better to just give it a rest
I keep on going despite all these things that make me sad
But it’s ok because it's just another thing on my list to add
My list is long and rough with cuts on all sides
and when I think of it I let out a large sigh.
My grades are slipping like a toddler down a metal slide.
And I feel guilty about my mental being on the decline.
Life is like one large mountain that I must climb,
But in order for there to be survivors.
Some
must die.

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I wrote this poem because it came to my head before I went to bed.