The aimlessness,
the pure direst
the loads of stress
will always taint one's happiness
The hopeful cry
The backwards shy
the truthful lie
which creates a high
with which I try
to complete my quest
The leftwards right,
The brightest night,
which cannot overcome the might
of true unrest
For I can see
what it means to me
to share my last hope to be
full of American success
So it does not surprise
that secrets and lies
of teachers not spies
gives rise to maggots and flies
who steal the lives
of those who seek knowledge
not wealth
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