A poem about sitting in a classroom.
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I sit in a classroom of zero motivation,
Fighting sleep for an hour our of the day.
Why do we have to learn something so useless,
It’s not like we are ever going to use this.
Barely passing test and getting through the homework,
Wanting a little excitement, or something else to work with.
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