World Lit.A Poem by itzmytrn2plaannoyed with class and its sadistic waysAs I sit in this f**k-hole Filled with ditzy blondes, F**k ups, random art, And cubicles filled with Uptight robots
I begin to feel the rage Meaningless topics of discussion Being forced upon me Testing my knowledge Putting a letter grade On my worth
I want to scream!
Sadistic scribbles with The background of music Is the only thing that Keeps me at ease.
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Added on April 18, 2008 Last Updated on April 18, 2008 Author
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