With hope in my heart of much to see
New things, new places beckoned to me
Promising my pains soon old, will be
Alas! That dream but lasted twenty days
And now I seem back to my set ways
I drool, I yawn and my eyes do droop
As my eyes glaze, I feel out of the loop
Apparently classes here are quite like back there
Or it's just me with some chip missing somewhere
Either way I'm backing to sighing and looking up for You
To rid me, again, of this bane called education, so blue.
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